I prefer forget you, than continue suffering.

  You must have me confused, but you
didn't know all the ways I loved you and you weren't sad about it. This was a kind of love that it's an ache I still remember. So, when we found that we could not make sense. What really hurt me is that you said that we would still be friends, but I'll admit that I was glad that it was over, but you didn't have to cut me off. And I don't even need your love, however much I now and then I yet think of you. However much you treat me like a stranger. I guess that I don't need your love, although I deceive me. Now you're just somebody that I used to know, make out like it never happened and that we were nothing. For you it's easy, hard will be for me. You said that only was one year, but you never loved in silence. You know about many things, you've certain about many things, but you don't know anything about my feelings, nothing about my mind, nor how much I felt for you. I didn't want use the word love, but I didn't have no choice. 

  I won't ask again why did you leave me, all alone.

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