I dreamt of you.
You finally made up your mind and we finally were together. You didn’t mind if someone was watching; you just kissed me because you wanted to, because you felt like doing so. And I was happy, I was blissful.
It’s been a while since I felt happy, you know. I’ve been living because I have to, because that’s what people expects from me, because society says so. Something always felt out of place, I always felt out of place, like I didn’t belonged anywhere. That was until I met you. You made me feel like I was important, relevant and worthy. And yes, you said that I shouldn’t feel like that just because of you, but because I am all that and more. But still.
Now, you have to know something that I haven’t told you, or anyone for that matter, about myself and my “past”. I was always the ugly friend. The one who got to be and experience some things because her friends were pretty, beautiful, attractive; everything I was not. And yet. You changed that perception. You showed me that I could be the first option, the prettier one, the one who is attractive and beautiful.
Maybe you’ll never understand why I chose to end our relationship. Maybe, probably, you resent me right now. I know you want to be with me as much as I want to be with you, but let’s be real, we have two countries between us. There’s also a girl. Yes B, I know about her and it’s fine, it really is. I want you to be happy. I don’t want to be the reason you feel like you’re missing experiences and memories about university. I also know that she is your high school love and we both know how special and strong those loves are, for goodness sake, you are mine. But it’s time, alright. It’s time.
Please, not for one moment, believe that I don’t love you, because I do. I love you so much that it hurts. And I miss you, as well. There’s not a day in which you aren’t in my mind. You’ll always be my first love, forever and always. Bruno, it was a pleasure and an honor to love you.
P.S.:
I will always love you, to the moon, stars and back! <3
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