Bon appétit

That should have been the title of our night. Our first night.

Things wouldn´t have gone this faraway, wouldn´t have resulted this incredibly unexpected. Making fun, laughing, joking, playing... until you realise those games are too near to fire. You went too far. That moment when you know you shouldn´t be doing what you are doing but you´ve got no intention at all of changing it. Fun. Fun. Fun.

"You better stop making this..." "If it wasn´t for..."

Things are fun at a moment. The next one they´ve gone too far. The next one we´re running apart, big distance separating us. Again. ´ts always the same. Don´t think I deserve losing people this way, thank you.

It´s true, you gave me light when you arrived but you´ve given me big headaches too. Yesterday more than ever. Even though I don´t believe in reconversions. But still, here I am. Still, heard you yesterday. Don´t think, didn´t seem you were making fun of me.

What´s supposed to be going on now? As if nothing had happened I suppose. Don´t think I´ll be able to make it but will try.