Chapter IV - Opposite Extremes

He loved her and she just didn't see it,

It was him she needed and unfortunately she didn't know ...

For fear of not being reciprocated, he protected himself and did not tell what he felt,

But he saw, she suffering for those who didn't deserve her, living on fantasies,

Thinking that for her anyone would do what only he would do ...

Every day he was angry for not telling, but he thought of ways,

Discreetly he approached, gave signs and she did not notice ...

That was there, on the other side the medicine for her pain, the handkerchief for her tears,

Who would make her her world, regardless of the past she had lived ...

"Whoever lives in the past is a museum, and I only see you in my future ...

But the future is already tomorrow, and she didn't know that ... "

Who was willing to start a new story, help her to grow and make everything that had already hurt her in simple memory ...

She was just at the opposite end of the room the two of them were in that night.