Accepted as I am I am trying to join the bits that were left of my life I know that it will be hard to forget, it will be impossible to rebuild but I am trying, I know that the life is still not necessarily better but it still goes on . Nothing makes sense for me. I try every day to survive. Perhaps the time helps that it cures the wounds but some are so deep that it seems a hole on fire, I try not to think, I try to react, but I do not manage to do any more that. simply I cannot. it is painful too much I am afraid of forgetting and am afraid of remembering, but if I to forget as I will be sure you one day to be real, that one day you really make part of my life, and when I relive these memories they are like sharp knives lacerating me killing gradually... I need be strong I promise that I will be trying, but I swear that I will never forget those that the best days of my life.
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