When you first hurt me, you hurt really bad, 'cause you were so deep inside me and I kept you so hard in my harms as if you were mine, which you weren't and you aren't. And thereafter, you never hurt me so bad as that time, 'cause I learned not to keep you anywhere. So when you kissed me, I didn't kept that kiss and when you touched me, I didn't kept warm, cause I knew if I kept you, or something yours, it will hurt me, eventually. But the hardest part wasn't that, I didn't mind not to keep things, what I really found to be something really hard was not to show emotions. And I was happy. And I heard that happiness need to be shared, in order to be real. And I couldn't show you my happiness, I don't know why, I just know that I couldn't. I felt really held by you, as If I couldn't breath. And you weren't exactly holding me, you were holding me against me! And there is something I can't support, to be caged . But you wanna know the funny thing? Is that you weren't caging me, actually, you left me so untied. So you're thinking how is possible to be untied and caged at the same time, right? The thing is, I was untied from you, but I was in cage from me and I guess that's how I got hurt again.