Bethilda
I asked myself this question: what made me turn back to living again?
Then, I looked at you...
I saw your life, your dreams, and your regrets. I saw everything that keeps you living, then I went on doing that as well. I find it fascinating to see. I was mesmerized by the fact that you were able to live a long life and endured all the pain all by yourself. I never thought that could be even possible for someone whose loneliness is mightier than mine. I became little in front of you up until this day. And yet, you still want me to live my life the way I wanted it. You know that I will still leave with you, and yet you didn't bother to stop me.
The moment I look at you, I gave up on throwing away myself for the first time. I saw something bright in you. Something spectacular and
