Esta epoca ha sido mala,y tambien me ha servido para crecer en cierto modo y aprender a quererme mas a mi misma,aprender ha alejarme de lo que me hace daño y a quedarme con quienes realmente me aportan algo.
Epoca de pies de plomo y del "despacito y con buena letra", tengo ilusion y ganas,pero las circunstancias hacen que me piense las cosas dos veces,que me plantee a que precio voy a pagar los posibles daños y riesgos, sinceramente pienso que he madurado.

Las cosas van a cambiar, la gente que me quiera recibira todo el apoyo y amor de mi parte y por ellos daria cualquier cosa; a las personas que se resbalen un solo milimetro o me causen el mas minimo daño...hasta luego y mejor que no me busquen la boca; es una epoca de reflexion, pero tambien epoca de "estoy hasta los ovarios",asi que si no me vais a aportar nada positivo y pretendeis jugarmela...mejor alejaros a tiempo.
Por que paciencia a quien se la merece y patada en la boca y quien se resbale.

Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it's an ache I still remember

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So, when we found that we could not make sense
Well, you said that we would still be friends
But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over

But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No, you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need, that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I'd done
But I don't wanna live that way, reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know

But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No, you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need, that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Somebody, I used to know
Somebody, now you're just somebody that I used to know
Somebody, I used to know
Somebody, now you're just somebody that I used to know

I used to know
That I used to know
I used to know
Somebody

Entonces se desnudaron con la ropa puesta, y dejaron al descubierto sus miedos, sus filias y sus fobias, al fin y al cabo sus debilidades; lloraron juntos y llegaron a la conclusion de que la solucion era permanecer juntos o guardarse el secreto.