How can I tell you That I don't care what you do, Who are you talking to, Why are you reacting wrong, How can you get over anything, When I stay here Alone.
I don't even want to think What's on your mind, So tangled Which I won't be able to read Not in a thousand years, As much as I would like.
I look at the pictures In which I laughed with you, But now I don't recognize myself. I wish I didn't care anymore, But my attempts Have no results.
Memories are chained together Like an infinite string, In which everything is unique And unnatural, Where I lose you Among those smiles, From the pictures from then.