Sometimes, we look back and we just don't know how that happen... It's such a mess, and then we want to go back and fix things, but it's not possible for us to do so, and we desperate, we feel useless, impotent, powerless, week. We feel 'we' are not 'us' anymore. And that, because we made the wrong choices, we left who we mustn't leave. We become less and less 'us', when we lose who we love. When that happens, no matter which and how many friends you have, you get lonely, you become no one.
Do not do the wrong choices, and if you do, admit them and fight to get everything as it used to be, just perfect...
Asdrubal
