Today I spoke with a friend of a subject and it does not help at all, in fact she pushed me into the hole of abandonment, of forgetting, of nothingness. All she told me my injuries it was horrible I could not forget all the things she said to me, and it was advice.
Life for me is empty or it's too full, I do not know how to take a decision, decisions that are sometimes associated with love and it's very delicate. You never know if it's true, in fact we do not know if love really exists. Ultimately love is just a word invented by people to express stronger feelings than friendship and familiarity. But I'll still use that word! I love someone who loves me but does not know if he wants to build a relationship with me and I expect it to give me an answer but it is very long, and when I ask him is "I do not know". That's why love is not doubt sincerity.
