While my crazy pride doesn't call her number, I'm tearing up little by little :) Go over pride if it will bring you happiness. It's not that I don't want to cross, but I'm afraid, I'm afraid of rejection, pain, tears. I'm afraid that it won't wake up in me again a little frightened boy who runs to his mother's arms with the question, what's wrong with me, why is this happening to me. Maybe I’m thinking the wrong way, maybe I should think about what I can gain and not lose. But now I understand, I have nothing to lose, you are no longer a part of me, now you are a part of him. Maybe when you look at him, at some moments you see me, you wish I was in his place but at another moment you consider yourself an idiot because you allowed everything perish, to be like this. I don't want to know if I entered your dreams last night, if I love you, because in reality you are no more. And if I overcame pride, it doesn't matter either me or you, who knows what would happen. Maybe this is not the end?
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