many burdens that we carry inside ... Mistakes we made in the past where there forgive. Things that we do not talk to anyone, except with the people who are closest, and sometimes even with those too because we are ashamed of what we did. is certainly a common thing for people who have gone to war, and killed someone like him. A father who as he obeyed orders and tried to protect his country more than his family. How can you survive in certain wounds that war provokes you? and do not talk about the visible ones, the ones you care much more easily than those invisible ones of the soul ...
How many people hurt in our lives? How many people miss the shit that we do? Nobody knows. But sometimes enough to lose only a person, which is worth far more than many others. And I regret that there is ...
my shit I got them, and I will do yet but I hope to learn from the past and not make the same mistakes, not to throw away certain people and not others who know you only do harm ... We hope ...
