Sometimes I feel like screaming. But I prefer to keep quiet. What's the point of a deaf man's ears? Sometimes it's better to just smile and see if I still have lipstick on my lips. Some people don't even deserve to be addressed. For them, the signs are enough. You were an I don't know what. You could have been something, but everything in life happens for a purpose.
I'm a disaster with a beating heart. I like sunsets, I like stories with an end and I like to be on the other side of the bridge when it burns in flames. I look you in the eye, I smile at you, and I light the fire. I let everything burn: memories, smiles, tears, your image and the image of what we could have been.
You thought you could do whatever you wanted. Of course you can. It's just that please do it with someone who doesn't know the game. You're not ready for someone like me. You don't know how to build a bridge, much less burn it. I'm building your bridge today and I'm burning it to the ground tomorrow just to show you I can. Some people just don't take risks, I take so much just because I know nothing can bring me to my knees.
Feelings… Only momentary risks. It's like blackjack. I lose you in the first hand, and in the second I am on the other side of the table. I share your cards and I assure you that you will never win in this casino again. Only the twinkle of my eye attests to your memory. The sleepless nights will break it in two and then only dust will remain behind us. You thought I was going to be scared, you expected me to give up, you thought I was listening to what you were saying. You can't assume what I'm going to do. I was neither afraid, nor gave up, nor listened.
I love what's left at the end. All the disaster of a soul, the ruins of a castle too empty and tears that wash the dirty floors of so much indifference. I love that in all this mess I stand in front of the mirror, I apply the same blood color on my lips, I choose the most beautiful waste, I spread the dresses on my leg, I wear the same favorite shade of black and I wear the highest heels. I'm waiting for the sunset, I choose the right mask and I destroy souls just like I did before.
You can't get answers from people who like to leave question marks. You don't even expect them. You forget and miss, you forget your soul and memories and dreams behind the curtain. You step on the stage and play the role of your life. You adapt the play and become your own heroine. You showed me that you don't care, so in the last act I showed you that the song can be successful without you.
