Pero, sin embargo, están esas otras cosas de las que uno no puede hacerse el indiferente y llegan a un punto en que, como hoy, terminan por desencadenar lo que uno siempre temió. El final. El ya no poder continuar o no saber cómo. La culpa. Saber que en si no sucedió por tu causa, pero a lo que de alguna manera u otra contribuiste a destruir.
Esas palabras que por más que aveces parecieran haberse olvidado, siguen presente en tu mente siendo el vivo recuerdo de que ya nada es lo que era, que esa unión se rompió y que ahora sólo es una lucha por tratar de seguir por el camino que queda, como se pueda.
maybe i didn't treat you quite as good as i should have. maybe i didn't love you quite as often as i could have. little things i should have said and done,i just never took the time.
but you were always on my mind.you were always on my mind.
maybe i didn't hold you all those lonely, lonely times. and i guess I never told youI'm so happy that you're mine mum. if i made you feel second best, i'm sorry i was blind.
but you were always on my mind.you were always on my mind.
but you were always on my mind.you were always on my mind.
maybe i didn't hold you all those lonely, lonely times. and i guess I never told youI'm so happy that you're mine mum. if i made you feel second best, i'm sorry i was blind.
but you were always on my mind.you were always on my mind.
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