was a mistake. He was not angry with her, I was scared. In that time I was small, as if I lacked experience, as if it would never be at their level, as if it would never be enough for her, you know? But what is not understood is that he did not care. Was no longer looking for that guy, I was looking at me, looking for Bob. But when I came to understand all that ... it was too late. She was gone. And all I had was a foolish pride which then gave way to repentance. Yes, she was the girl. Now I know. But ... I threw on my side. (...) And then I spend my days chasing Amy
