Chapter XXII- Cycles

It is that old maxim ... In life we ​​never lose, or win, or learn.

But honestly, if you fight for the realization of a dream and then see it go down the drain with a simple text message, it teaches something ... I really learned that my place is with losers.

I had already promised myself that I would not let my happiness depend on someone else, but I ended up being weak.

I thought I had already learned how to deal with pain like this, but even after so much it is still difficult to endure.

And there they go ... Yes, the sleepless nights will begin ... The long nights when I torture myself for not knowing what I missed.

The damn nights when my "race" will stay awake, trying to convince my "contritum color" that it was not his fault ... and that he did everything he could.

The damn time when I'm going to promise myself that I'll never love again, after I wiped away my tears, but it's all a lie ...

For at the first sign of affection I know that I will falter, and let myself be carried away, and return to love ... To then let them hurt me again.