What was that?

I Tried. I hardly tried, but I supose it was not enough.

Now, I just listen to some love songs as if I would, one day, understand them. As If I could give them a meaning. As If every lyric could make me think about those I lived five minutes before. As If I'd lived a perfect story before.

How far is the score while you're running with your eyes closed?. How difficult is to think about future when present is all that you have?.How can I remember you if I can barely forget you?

How dark is my way without your eyes to give it sense.

And I know... you're just a piece of a fairytale that became a nightmare when I woke up.

But... that's alright