I can't compete with whom you want me to be. I can't be the way you want me to. And it hurts me, cause I thought I could do anything to please you, to have you. But I can't change who I am. And I will have to live with that, and without you.
I've learnt to enjoy other things in life; I am decorating my new flat, I am taking care of my plants in my balcony, washing my car, playing with my nephews, watching DVDs; anything to make the day go by.
I am cooking prawn risotto now; life goes on for me in a sweet, yet simple and safe way. I am counting the days to go on holidays and feel as far as possible and away from you.
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