I felt like for the first time I'm the cruelest creature ever, I made a guy cry for me to stay, to be happy, or just to let him in
Guys don't cry like girls, guys are more like iron girls are more like butter, guys cry when they get really broken, I mean their hearts, girls cry over most of their lives.
But again, whenever I remember him crying, his tears falling, and he's out of words, I feel so stupid, selfish, and again stupid
Maybe, just maybe after along of time I will call him to say sorry but then I'll find him married to a nice girl that do him right, and I'll be a miserable lady owning cats and blowing out some smoke.
Maybe I'll write a book of my life talking about all this shit, yes one day i'll
