The real last time

    Today you're looking at the stars, wondering when you'll shine like them. You wonder why you can't heal all these scars in your heart. You say you've tried all the drugs, from the bitterest to the sweetest ones. Yet, it takes no more than two minutes for them to wear off. How come your fears be so known by everyone but you?
    Forgiveness means nothing when you already know someone close to you is mistaking and you've accepeted that, without moving a finger. You got so used to going to sleep with no goodbye kisses, with no good night hugs, that you marvel when someone does that to you. And what's left, caught in the ashes of a shadow you've always fought not to become like, but represents your DNA?
    There's no shed tears in your crying. You know this is our real last time, you know I've showed you all the answers and that I'm up to show you the ways out, but you know that deep within I wish you'd come back for another last time.
    It's pointless to try to keep the flames burning out there, when it's raining. You've fallen in love, but you don't know what loving is. You could say your feelings are so intense that are overflowing. But do you know what you're feeling? It's not about keeping relationships, but keeping yourself from becoming the easiest whore you've become.
    Yes, love has lied on your heart like a curse, and everyone you try to love ends up being cursed. It doesn't depend on how deep your bruises are or how wise you think you are, but on how foolishly you'll keep burying yourself. You can either fall for everyone who says that loves you, or get your mind made up and finally grow up, accepting what you'll have will be the best ever, no matter who he or she is. The choice of the drama is up to you.
    Today you're looking at the stars. But today is a cloudy day, and all you've got left are wishes and memories of a life you'll never live, due to the fear of growing up that a child like you feels.