I knew it, I just checked my suspicions, I knew sooner or later this would happen. I imagined it like this, I perceived it so many times that I found myself even feeling that sadness in a real way, but just shut up. Although it was only a dream, I know that it is a sign and shut up for this love that I feel for you. But I knew you would fall again, you are weak and vulnerable, you always have been, that's how I met you, you quickly forget how weak you were and how much I helped you. But this time I did get tired. I got tired of being your hero and having to save you from everything. I know very well where you go every afternoon at the same time, you get ready, you leave without giving an explanation.
This time I am far from you, but I know that you make excuses that I will never forgive you. I don't ask you, but I listen to your conversations and apparently your walks have become your best medicine for stress. My dreams are nightmares that already show me reality. We have distanced our souls definitively. You have decided so. You discard me again, without looking back, or thinking about all the sacrifice it cost me to leave all my descendants for you. Because of your whim, because you don't fit in with them, because you think you are too pure of soul and literate to judge.
I am convinced that you say goodbye again because you are confused, you have become entangled in that habit through the afternoons of laughter and a life without a future.
From your old mirror, it can show you the truth
I'm looking at you from here too, I just learned to do it in silence. Mistrust is so overwhelming that it drowns, suffocates. I know you think you're a hero, I'll let you keep thinking the worst of me. This time if I won't explain anything to you, you won't listen to my truth as always, I already understood that I'm not weak. You were strong and you injected me with that strange feeling of vulnerability. But here I go, walking every afternoon because it is the time when we all returned home.
Our house, that place where everyone returns after a long struggle in which they struggle to have a better life. This is the time, it is the precise moment when night begins to fall and everyone is already at home, ready for dinner. A refreshing bath reminds them that they can rest in the same place because they are family, because they are united by love and the desire to get ahead.
Each member has a favorite hiding place in that warm place, a place to dream of tomorrow. The breeze, the night, the silence, my steps in the street that clear my thoughts, this is the time that reminds me of the happy family we were going to be.
But you dreamed it, you felt it, you built it so many times in your thoughts that it came true. This time you won't listen to my truth, I'll let you think you're right. You will finally be happy without my sincerity.
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