I am not sure why people from the past tend to make way in my life.
My plans will not change because of your reoccurring existence. When our time coexist previously, it ended briefly due to differences. In Hope of an independent path, my light burns thru the words, lies, and memories we have exchanged. Fueling the fire to my plan – – I thank you for influencing me to deviate from petty habits and boys.
Mariela Castro https://g.co/kgs/84pEmm