And although 2 years have passed since I first saw you. I still can remember every single detail that passed in those moments. I know that I'm not the right one for you, neither you for me. And that our "something" was just something that right now is in the past. I still trust you, don't know how. Although you hunted me so deeply that stupidly I still remember it. This last sentence is very stupid, more than the word stupid. That scar is still there, uncovered but not heal, at least. When will I live again?