"Life passes through my eyes, I don't want to see you growing without me, I gave you so much and I just feel that I am not gonna be able to do the same with another person and that is torturing me."
" La vida pasa a través de mis ojos, no quiero verte crecer sin mi, te di demasiado y solo siento que no voy a ser capaz de hacer lo mismo con otra persona y esto me era torturando."
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Thoughts
Poetryfirst part of the series "Random thoughts of a broken hearted girl". Primera parte de la serie "Pensamientos random de una chica con el corazón roto".
