Se acercó a mi, su nariz casi rosaba mi mejilla y, con su pulgar hizo el intento de limpiar la sangre que resbalaba por mi barbilla. Lo sentí. Me besó. su carencia de emociones solo enfrió mi sangre, pude saber que se burlaba de mí, que yo estaba en la posición que él justo quería ver, me estaba pisoteando y lo disfrutaba, estaba tan emocionado por verme desfallecido llorando, temblando y sangrando por su culpa. Supe que estaba perdido.

Love once bloomed, like a flower in spring, But now it's gone, like a bird with no wings. Memories linger, of a time so sweet, But now they only bring sorrow and defeat. The tears fall, like rain from the sky, As I sit alone, wondering why. What happened to the love we shared, That once seemed like it would never be impaired. Now all that's left is a broken heart, Torn apart, like a work of art. But I'll keep holding on, to the hope that someday, Love will find a way, to light up my way .

-Por favor -le rogó él con la voz entrecortada-, perdóname. -No me pidas eso -dijo ella. -¿Por qué? -preguntó. -Porque no creo que pueda negarme -dijo. -Entonces no lo hagas -contestó él, acabando con un beso la distancia que los separaba. Solo por esta vez, se prometió si misma mientras le devolvia el beso. Dejando el cuchillo una vez mas en la mesa y alejando de su mente la promesa de matar al amor de su vida.

Forgiveness is nothing, when the soul is really broken, a sorry the wind takes it, when everything was destroyed.

I used to think, I was that special one in your life/heart. Only to find out that I wasn't even close to it at all. There's nothing in this world that hurts more than your statement. Life has it way of turning the tables around, but the way you turned the tables against me wasn't right. You made me feel special for a moment and now you are saying "I meant nothing to you" Why the false hopes? "It's hurts"

José María and his brother Nicolás we're my students. Very sweet, kind, happy guys. They had a loving family. I always remembered them, while talking to a colleague I asked about them, she said José María had been feeling blue and moved with his mom, when she went shopping he jumped from the balcony. What could have happened to that sweet boy, a young man in his early twenties to take his life. I can't take his smiling face and his family out of my head. RIP my sweet boy find peace in God's arms

• Do you miss me? Our love song, in a playlist. The one we danced to. The voice message where you told me you loved me with all your existence. Where'd that go, past tense? Every memory comes back when I smell your fragrance in the subway on a stranger. Pictures of us sharing our moments together. Now spread on the internet for others to discover. And I'm left as a shadow on the wall behind you while you're someone else's fling. And your heart belongs to someone new, your everything. •

A broken piece of my heart can't be mended with a sorry from you. You left me in despair. I isolated myself from my friends and family. They were the only people who truly cared about me. You changed me. I became a monster to myself and everyone. You were nothing, but a narcissist. I endured everything for the sake of my love for you. When I chose to break away from you for good, you hit me. I had to lie to my family to protect you. I did it everytime because I kept you as my hidden crack.

One of us gets involved in love and gets out of it unharmed. As for the other, he gets entangled in it and remains inside it forever, in failed attempts to escape from it; Same thing was It applied to me as I began this long and arduous journey; It looked beautiful The moment you start, it's like you're going to sleep, and you wake up with a kiss on your shirt. by virtue of the one who used to share the bed; Get used to her velvety speech and occasionally watch her cold eyes

The words are powerful, It can create and destroy onces life, you never know what the other person felt when you say things without thinking. It can hurt them or make them happy. You say things with your family, friends and your partner without thinking, especially when you are angry, It make the bond to break between them, it may hurt you as well as the other party. There is an old saying that "Be careful with your words. Once they are said, they can be only forgiven, not forgotten."