Runaway.

I just wanna scream and lose myself, forget about everything and run away. Make no more mistakes. I just wanna go away but come back. I just wanna feel real love, real freedom, real life. I don't wanna play more games, I don't wanna fall again, I just wanna go far away, with no one around. Fly, run, smile, shout.

Shouts.

-Look at me. Have you got any problem? I have one, and it's your face.
-Look at me. Have you got any problem? I have one, and it's yourself.
-What are you specting to be, little boy?
-What are you specting to be, little girl?
-Haven't you got another sight?
-Haven't you got another wish?
-Forget me.
-I'm trying.

Killer.

-What?
-What you are listening.
-You're lying!
-I'm not.
-You can't... You haven't done that!
-I have.
He was looking tired, dressed up with one colour, ORANGE. The prision was making him die. She looked at him while she fell inside.
-Tell me the truth John.
-I have killed him. I couldn't see him kissing you. MY LIPS!
-Forget me. -she said with tears in her eyes- You're nothing to me.

About stories of people and life.

The longest story that I have ever written is mine. The worst story, yours. The shorter one, my fishe's. The best one is that chapter when you came and then, go. So, what can I do now? I just don't want to keep on writting. And you? Do you want to writte? If you wan you can start today, ask everyone about their dreams and build something in somewhere. Make yourself grow. This is your time.

When would you come?

You told me that you'd walk 500 miles to find me, and that you'd walk them again if I had any problem, to sit down and wait in front of my door. You told me that you'd be in my bed at the morning, that you'd love to be the one. You told me that I hadn't had to be scared about anything because you'd be there anytime and anywhere. But now I'm scared, I can't see you and you aren't waiting at my door....

When would you come?

Something...

There was something that I couldn't understand about you. You had a precious smile, but your eyes looked sad. You were looking at the floor while I looked anxiously at your eyes, searching them and trying to find some answer... But now I realise you didn't want to talk, you had enoght problems to talk with me and I understand it, but I was in love with you and that hurted me a lot.

Allies

Allies who think that  they are your best option when their not. They fail you and make you cry, once, twice... Everytime. Have you got any doubt? Because I have one. Where were you when I needed you most? Why did you left me alone?
You weren't my allie... You are nothing.