sábado, 16 de agosto de 2008

Perfect Enemy

I still remember our last night together, we were still in love... but the next day i just had to leave you alone, with nothing but a goodbye letter:

"I am sorry to not telling you personally.
It was a special night for me yesterday...kind of.
But we can’t go on with anything like this, I think you should know that, too.
After all we are enemys. What else could I do?
We will see each other again, for sure, I know you will be angry, hurt, whatever.
But the next time we see each other won’t be like this time.
The next time we will be enemys again.
We will want to kill each other again. That’s it.
>We< is not possible to exist.
Everything comes to an end. Honest love doesn’t exist anymore.
I never told I would make anything simple.
I am not complaining and you should fastly recover from your confusion, because I won’t stop being like I am.
You may be thinking that I am an cruel beast, but I just forgot how it is to be sentimental and I can’t waste my time with compassion for people.
I just can say,
Keep yourself away, far away from me
Because,
I’ll forever stay your, perfect enemy…

Kabra.