It's been a while..
again.

Tanto tempo mas praticamente nada mudou. Ainda não acredito. Parece que já não tenho noção que o tempo voa. Vi-te duas vezes, uma onde fingiste não me ver e outra onde mais valia não me teres visto. Não sei porque ainda perco o tempo que me resta a tentar entender, a única coisa que aconteceu foi um zombo que ainda hoje não entendi qual a necessidade de massacrar alguém com uma expectativa inexistente. Demasiados filmes e nenhuma conclusão.
Resta o contentamento. Contentamento de que não existe mais nada, nem uma ínfima esperança.

It's been a while...

but nothing really changed.

We still don't talk like we used to, I'm still the freak you think I am but you cordially answer me when I ask you something.

I miss those days..

when, for a while, I meant something to you and you wanted to be with me.

I keep hoping those days return but deep inside I know you don't care.

I just wish you did..

just for a little bit.

And it really kills me inside
the idea that you're not ok
and I won't be able to help you.
Cause after all
even if you don't care about me
I still care about you.
I'm still here...

It's in moments like these that I miss you the most.
A long time ago you would be sharing them with me
but now...
It's like I'm invisible.
And I can't help wondering if you're sharing them with someone else.

I wish I knew what was is your head..
I wish I knew...
cause I keep telling myself things and making stuff up in my head..
and I wish with all my heart they aren't true
I wish they are just things my mind makes up.
I miss you.
I wanted you to talk to me
but you don't. Instead you ignore me
and I wonder
do you ignore her?
Or she is just from my imagination?

All I can do is keep wishing.

It's hard to realize that it's over.

I still think about you
I still wonder if you ever think about me
I still want to know what happen
I still need to talk to you
I still wish you cared about me just a little bit
and I'd still run to your arms if you asked me to.