Si te esforzaras tanto como ponías excusas, quizá lo habríamos conseguido

Pasé tanto tiempo poniendo excusas por ti, perdonándote tus errores, dándote segundas oportunidades and hoping that one day we’ll come to the same page. I hoped that one day you’ll see how hard I was trying for us and that you’ll try to match my efforts.

De algún modo, me convencí de que me quieres de verdad y de que, en el fondo, quieres estar conmigo. Me dije a mí misma que solo tenía que darte tiempo para que te dieras cuenta de lo nuestro y que las cosas acabarían funcionando.

Te amé con todo mi cuerpo y mi alma. Te amé tanto como una mujer puede amar a un hombre. Y nunca quise quitarte nada de lo que

I didn’t deserve or that I wasn’t ready to give you myself. I just wanted you to love me as honestly as I loved you. And I wanted to see you trying. But, obviously, I wanted too much.

Siempre te pasaba algo. Siempre había algo que te impedía hacer las cosas que una persona normal haría sin siquiera pensárselo dos veces.

Siempre había una razón por la que cancelar nuestros planes en el último minuto. There was always a reason why you couldn’t pick up the phone or a perfect explanation of why it took you hours to text me back.

Siempre hubo algo más importante que estar a mi lado cuando más te necesitaba. Hubo siempre una excusa o una razón o algo que surgió en el último minuto.

It took me a while to see that you really had a perfect reason to not show up when you supposed to—you just didn’t care enough.

Seguí aguantando, siempre demasiado ciego e ingenuo para ver las cosas que me mostrabas.

Tu boca me decía una cosa, pero la forma en que te comportabas me decía algo completamente opuesto. Y yo estaba confundido.

My heart was telling me one thing and my mind something completely opposite. I should’ve known that a person’s effort sometimes matters more than love does.

It was always easier for you to come up with excuses than it was for you to try. And I was so easily convinced. I kept saying that it doesn’t matter and how it’s not that big of a deal…how something must’ve stopped you in your intention to be there for me.

Seguí haciéndolo hasta que por fin me di cuenta de que no hay nada en este mundo que pueda impedirte estar a mi lado si de verdad te importo.

I always wore my heart on my sleeve and I never loved just so I’d be loved back. I always gave my best and always had my purest intentions.

Pero ya sabes, sólo puedes darle a alguien hasta cierto punto. Hay una línea hasta la que puedes seguir dando sin recibir nada a cambio. Cuando cruzas esa línea, te rompes.

When people ask me how is it possible we didn’t make it when I loved you so much and when I tried so hard, I just remember how in love, it’s impossible to make things work if there is only one person trying.

It’s doomed to end up sadly when there is one person bending over backwards to make things work and another one is just coming up with excuses. Love (if that was what you felt) doesn’t survive without effort.

Actually, I almost gave up on myself so I’d make us work. I almost demolished all my values and all my beliefs to get your love.

I almost deleted everything off of my priority list and decided to focus only on you. But then I realized I’d just lose myself in my effort to make you love me.

I didn’t do it. I didn’t choose you to be the only important thing in my life because I realized I’m not half as important to you as you are to me.

Me di cuenta de que era la única que lo intentaba de verdad. En algún momento me pregunté qué pasaría si dejara de intentarlo. Y obtuve mi respuesta.

Cuando me retiré, you didn’t fight back. You didn’t reach out to me. You didn’t try to stop me. You didn’t decide it’s time to actually make an effort. You let me go. And it seemed to be the easiest thing you did.

If it was meant to be, it would be—wasn’t this your ultimate excuse?

If you had tried perhaps we would’ve made it. If you had put in as much effort as you made excuses, maybe it would be.

But you didn’t. So don’t blame it on destiny or anything else. For once, be a man and say how it was your fault.

Cariño, esta la pagas tú.

I know that I have no sins here other than staying longer than I should have and fighting for someone who never made an actual effort for me. I tried, you didn’t.

So, I’m done. I’m finally done.