Could it be possible to be so afraid of a simple car...or things so rare that it could only happen just that once?
Is it a mistake to go and repeat the mistake that happened just once, but that fear lurking had me screaming to slow down to control himself.
A little thing, turns into a growing shame keeping a secret that would change everything, how can i keep it?
They know not and he wants to keep it like that, in fact i know that indeed i would be the one to blame for not speaking up about the accident.
This little thing feels so huge now, so scared and shaken i was, now the fear lingers and she tells me to calm down...but in that place i cant control myself, just like that day i had no control over the incident that took place.
