The pieces of my heart are missing you...I am not fine.
I still miss you, 'cause deep inside me I know that I was quite sure I wanted you, your way of life, for me.
And it hurts me to know that I will never have it.
It's not that I lost something that I had... it is that I will never have what I wanted.
And, believe me, this kind of certainty doesn't come very often.
I now understand that wisdom phrase Clint Eastwood says in "The bridges of Madison"... and I think it's really true.
Just one final question in the air... if I had to understand that the real love is the one that lasts long after it ends, why did I had to learn it with you?
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