Long story short

36.

You're too good for me, I don't want to hurt you.

Someone like you wasn't meant to be defined, or confined or even met eye to eye. Someone like you, is so beautifully designed. From the hands, all the way to the mind, just there to be explored, and then all the while adored.

And I believed you.
And still you did hurt me.

Y ya me cansé de escuchar las mismas excusas.