Time is up.

Sometimes I wish I were different
Sometimes I wish I were strong enough to keep my misery for myself
Sometimes I wish I had no feelings at all.

But other times I wish I were brave enough to tell the things I want with no hesitation,
to act in order to my feelings,
and to be brave enough to face the music.

Maybe I`m not the one who is wrong
Maybe You are the one uncapable of understanding
Or maybe it`s just a phase, a question of time, for you to realize what I really mean to you, and what You really mean to Me.

But do we have that time?
I`m afraid we don`t
I`m afraid we run out of it years ago
and from now on we should accept a parting of our ways
I am not saying it would be easy
I am not saying it won`t hurt
What I`m trying to say is that there`s no other possible way to go on living this life... together.