Don't read.

Every word that come from you is another way you use to hide yourself from pain and angst.

Every single thing that I know about you isn't a fact , it's a beatiful lie.

Every time I see you I smile, or at less I try to, just to seem like a nice girl, but then, when you're gone I cry so hard.

He's like a bittersweet candy that melts in my mouth, little by little, but the taste

never dissapear.

Is like see a rainbow after the storm, but he's more like the storm.

When you don't wanna lose, but you don't wanna win either, you limit your self to think in a move to stay in the game.

In a game that never ends, because she likes to play games and he likes to play with her.