No quisiera toparme con él nuevamente, jamás le quiero tener más enfrente. Ese hombre le vendió su alma al diablo y perdón por mis siguientes vocablos. No tiene escrúpulos, no tiene sentido común, es un loco vagabundo que hiere a propósito, fríamente sin parpadear. Está perdido en un mar de mentiras y jamás encontrará la salida.
A pesar de todo él vive un infierno,
sus remordimientos le roban el sueño.
No tiene amigos, no tiene a nadie y lentamente paga por todos sus errores. No le deseo la muerte, sólo le deseo su merecido. Ni siquiera siento odio por él, aprendí a ser dueña de la indiferencia. Pero no quiero encontrarme con él, desearía poder borrarle de mi mente, cosa difícil y no posible. No puedo borrarle, pero sí olvidarle. Desaparece de mi cabeza, yo no tengo sitio para tí. Déjame vivir mi vida y limítate a la tuya. Me robaste mi juventud.
I would never want to meet him again, I would never want him in front of me again. That man sold his soul to the devil and pardon my next words. He has no scruples, no common sense, he is a crazy vagabond who hurts on purpose, coldly without blinking an eye. He is lost in a sea of lies and will never find his way out.
For him there are no codices, he respects nothing, he has no shame, no dignity.
In spite of everything he lives in hell,
his remorse robs him of sleep.
He has no friends, he has no one and he slowly pays for all his mistakes. I don't wish him death, I just wish him what he deserves. I don't even feel hatred for him, I've learned to be the master of indifference. But I don't want to meet him, I wish I could erase him from my mind, which is difficult and not possible. I can't erase him, but I can forget him. Disappear from my mind, I have no place for you, let me live my life and limit yourself to yours. You stole my youth.
by So Sunny
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