bom noite

it's not a good night. there haven't been many lately. they follow not good days. i think that deciding not to take the inhibitors do something. maybe it isn't good, maybe i should be, but yk, i feel whole. there's a song, well many songs that remind me of you; but this one, "comin' back to me" by jefferson airplane. i think it reminds me of the times in your car. remember the time when you asked to get on top of me? i can't ever forget. because what were we doing? i mean you must have known. why are you the only one that can hurt here? i know how selfish i have been, but why was i, younger than you and stupid, the one that damaged you. could you have known? i only wonder how "back" you are. i hurt you. but i guess that is all that will matter.