Dear Delilah,

    I am not sure of your feelings anymore. Not sure of what I am for you in fact. Am I just another nickname in your list or I am something special as you are for me? I am trying to find the answer by myself, but as I am trying, I' m getting scared of the answer I may find behind all this.
    I' m not the one you want... or it is you who have changed? I know that I am not the one to blame you, not the one to want something special, because you are the second one in my heart, and you know that I can not change this even if I love you more than I want to. I know that I am the one who makes the thing so complicated. I am complicated and you know that.
   Sure I'm lonely, and sometimes I'm overwhelmed with this emptiness in my chest but deep down, baby, I have always loved you, and I always will.





                                                                                                 Dagna