Aunque Soy Fuerte No Puedo Superar Mi Debilidad Por Ti
I don’t know what happened to me. I always considered myself to be a fuerte e independiente woman who never takes shit from anybody, but with you it’s different.
I never knew anyone or anything I couldn’t resist until I met you.
I know I have a million reasons to go, but I stay. In spite of everything I know in my mind, in spite of all the times you hurt me, I can’t shut down all that I feel for you in my heart.
Mi corazón es siempre más fuerte. Mi amor por ti no conoce límites.
La verdad es que eres mi debilidad. Me sorprendo a mí mismo excusando tu pésimo comportamiento.
Me sorprendo echándote de menos y viendo sólo las partes buenas mientras hago la vista gorda a las malas.

La forma en que me tratas no es la forma en que tratas a alguien que te importa.
You say you will come over, and then you don’t show up.
Sometimes you don’t even bother to text me that you aren’t coming, and you leave me there waiting and crying, promising that I will never allow this to happen again until it does.
It’s not just that there is a never-ending list of things you do to that I shouldn’t tolerate but I do, there’s more.
All the broken promises, all the apologies I never heard, all the little lies…
In spite of it all and because of some reasons unknown to me… I stay.
People who care for me tell me I’m crazy.
Me consideran un tonto por quedarme cuando todo lo que ven en el exterior grita que mi única opción es dejarte ir.
It’s easy for them to judge and say what I should do because they are not attached to you as I am.
They don’t feel my feelings. They don’t know the other side of you.
The side of you that keeps me hanging on. The mild, kind, and loving side. They don’t feel your abrazos apretados.
They don’t hear all the cosas que derriten el corazón a mí.
They don’t see you on the days when you make me laugh so hard that my stomach hurts.
They don’t see the man that makes my heart skip a beat and my knees weaken.
But maybe the people around me see you with more clarity than I do. They don’t have rose-colored glasses on.
They don’t choose to see only the good parts. They don’t think with their hearts. They see the reality.

They see that you are taking me for granted. They see that I have more days that I’m sad or numb than those in which I am happy.
Ellos ven que lo que tenemos no va a durar para siempre, mientras que yo aún me aferro a la esperanza de que así sea.
Que las cosas van a cambiar mágicamente, y encontraremos una manera en la que ambos podamos ser felices en esto.
En el fondo, sé que tienen razón. Sé que no es así como debería ser mi historia de amor eterno. Sé que eres mi debilidad.
Sé que debería dejarte ir, dejar ir esta idea fija que tengo de nosotros, pero cada vez que pienso eso y empiezo a alejarme, tú me acercas aún más.
Sabes exactamente qué hacer y qué decir en cada momento para mantenerme enganchada a ti.
God, I’m so lost between my feelings and between my reasonings that I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to break this spell I’m consciously under.
So in spite of it all… for the time being…I stay….

