Día 2: Again.

Sometimes I wonder,

what would we become?

If we didn't leave,

and expected the other to forgive us.

Maybe we have a change?

Do you think so?

I am not so sure,

after all the fights,

all the hurt.

And even with the bad things,

I hope you are alright,

because you deserve the best,

for all the smiles under the bright blue sky.