The coldness '-'

When I remember somethings about you, or somethings that you made, I don't feel nothing.

All the beautiful words, all the kisses...Don't make me feel nothing when I remember.

I don't feel sadness, I dont feel miss...That's like never was happened. So is like I never loved you...And is so good

Finally I forgot you.

It's the last time I'll write about you...'cause you don't diserve anymore.

You died for me.

xoxo.

I'll NOT miss you.