Breakdown

All these street had seen all. They were witness of our love, our hate, our hope, our disease, our madness and our last goodbye.

Running through them don't make me feel better. They are yelling, screaming. Screaming that you're the one that got away. Screaming that I'm not the same.

Things are better? I don't know. I learned what was lose that game.

However, I'm brave. You was running from all your demons, and I faced them.

I'd be lying if I said that I don't feel nothing at all for you. I feel sorry for you. You still being the same, but I've grown. And I'm still growing. And learning.

I'm starting my bright life, meeting new people, studying what I want and having fun with my friends. 

So I think it's time to say goodbye to you.