I gave her what was written, which was all my truth, and the lie I was going to tell was that I gave her what was written, then I lied to her that she had killed it, and in the morning the bird was gone.

Maybe if I had chosen differently, I wouldn't have been wandering, but if she loved it so much, she would have understood that, and maybe not... I don't think I will ever find the woman I love. Why? Because she died, I killed her. Maybe she loved me all along; she wanted me to approach her, but I didn't understand that; or I'm simply comforting myself and the pain that it's the truth...
These are coincidences that could happen, but what if there is a destiny, a true destiny that we don't understand? We say that there is no destiny, that everything is a coincidence, but if those coincidences are also planned and are part of destiny, maybe those people were sent because of that only to be a way to the true destiny, but then why the pain and regret?
Why, if that's destiny, why cause you so much pain?

I loved her, but did she?
I don't think so, because if she loved it as much as I did, it wouldn’t have ended. Then why did he fly away so quickly? Isn't love endless, and that it doesn't change to another so easily? I couldn't, even though I was running away from her...