I'm standing on a frozen river. 

I'm surrounded by green tall trees. 

Spring is waving hello a few miles away. 

I see her in the top of that mountain. 

She's not looking at me. 

She can't see me. 

I scream my love away. 

I cry me thoughts away. 

You still don't see me. 

So I close my eyes. 

Take a really deep breath, 

And scream I love you. 

But you are not there anymore. 

And I'm not there anymore. 

I'm not there anymore. 

I'm not there. 

I'm not.

Now we are in the ring. And you won't get hurt. I keep feeling this punches. Your punches. You'll keep punching me cause you don't know it's me on the other side. I'm harmless. I won't hurt you. I can't hurt you. I won't close my eyes. I must keep looking at you. Cause the second i close them is the second you fall. And you can't fall. Even if that means it's me who's going down. You are a vampire. You are thirsty for my blood. Keep punching. I don't care. It doesn't matter. Maybe cause I think you'll eventually have to stop. Cause if you don't, and I fall, I'm taking you with me. I'm trying hard not to. But i can't help it. I must go down on my own. So I take a step aside and I see your shocking face when you realize you just punched the air. And you finally open your eyes. And see me. I thought that would've stop you. It doesn't. I turn around. I'm on my way out of this ring. But some invisible wall hits me. I can't get out. And that's when I realize it's neither me nor you. So I raise my fist. And send it to the air in front of me. 

Everything's fine cause you are in the eye of the hurricane. 

It's so calm, so quiet. 

You want out. 

You have to choose. 

Extreme Calm. Or extreme mess. 

You can't balance them. 

It's in or out.

Now or never.

Would you take that risk? Knowing that someday you may finally make it out of the storm, but also understanding that there's a chance you never get out of it? 

Would you die trying?

Are you ready? 

You have to jump. 

A leap of faith. 

What are you gonna do?

Deje de vivir por vos. 

Aún así, nunca fue cuatro de noviembre cuando estabas conmigo. 

Deje de respirar por vos. 

Aún así, nunca te desarmaste por mi. 

Deje de sentir por vos. 

Aún así, nunca dejaron de despintarse tus acuarelas. 

Deje de caminar por vos.

Aún así, corriste sola. 

Deje correr el tiempo por vos. 

Aún así, no fue suficiente. 

Nunca lo fue. 

"Donde existe un sentimiento que no es correspondido - respondió Hodge -, existe un desequilibrio de poder. Es un desequilibrio que es fácil de aprovechar, pero no es un modo de actuar sensato. Donde hay amor, también hay menudo odio. Pueden existir el uno al lado del otro."

You said "I love you", then you took it back. 

You didn't just took your words,

You took my soul and heart too. 

I hope you are taking good care of them. If they were dead, I don't know what I'd do. I'd probably die. I don't know. My head won't stop spinning and I can't think clearly. Possibly because my thoughts aren't there anymore. You took them too. With my heart, my soul... But you still left me. 

Story of my life

Once upon a time there was a girl in love. Her loved one died on a car accident. She felt like her legs had been cut off. Then a new girl appeared in her life. Se started re-building her legs all over again, as well as her heart and mind. Why did she do that? Did she fix her to be the only one who could break her?