I want to tell you about things that I do not understand and why they are memories of a life that I not lived yet as everything has been happening at the same time. I can not explain where I left my last stubborn when I would not be so foolish as I look but I had to close all the doors I knew because I did not know how to cover up my ways of saying how I see the world through the eyes of those who do not known me as before. All I wanted is coming very slowly from one day to another as life was made for remember that I never knew what I was asking because it all comes back now as they were before but for other reasons. The time for answers is becoming shorter and sometimes does not follow the logic of our predicates so shrouded in dust from feelings. I won’t see you as someone I wanted to find a sacred place in my thoughts and nothing can be done so I believe the things that have not happened yet.
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