{"id":13143,"date":"2020-06-25T09:27:14","date_gmt":"2020-06-25T09:27:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/herway.net\/?p=13143"},"modified":"2021-08-11T12:09:38","modified_gmt":"2021-08-11T12:09:38","slug":"esta-es-mi-ultima-carta","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/esta-es-mi-ultima-carta\/","title":{"rendered":"Esta es mi \u00faltima carta"},"content":{"rendered":"

Querido amor, querida felicidad, querido dolor, querido pasado...<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

I am unsure of how to start this letter because can\u2019t quite fit all you were to me into just one word. You were my greatest love and the hardest lesson.<\/p>\n

You made me the happiest I\u2019ve ever been and you made me the most miserable. It\u2019s funny how you can experience the time of your life and the low of your life all with one person.<\/p>\n

Cuando pienso en ti al recordarte, pienso en todos esos peque\u00f1os momentos sencillos pero incre\u00edbles que no se pueden describir con palabras. Los momentos de verdadera felicidad.<\/p>\n

Como las noches que hac\u00edamos fiestas de pijamas solo para nosotros dos. Nos acurruc\u00e1bamos en la cama y ve\u00edamos una pel\u00edcula. Nada importante, pero esas noches eran las que m\u00e1s me gustaban.<\/p>\n

\"Pareja<\/p>\n

I felt that that\u2019s where I belong, right there with you, in the warmth of your embrace.<\/p>\n

Tengo que admitir que pienso en aquellas noches y momentos que compartimos cada vez que me pongo a pensar en ti. Echo de menos esa sensaci\u00f3n de calidez, pertenencia y seguridad que una vez tuve contigo. Pero esa sensaci\u00f3n hace tiempo que desapareci\u00f3. Se desvaneci\u00f3 mientras a\u00fan estaba contigo.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

With time, I think about you less and less. But even on those nights when I think about all those heartwarming moments, I can\u2019t help but think about those that made the blood in my veins freeze from fear.<\/p>\n

You know those moments\u2014where you had complete blackouts and you would just start screaming at me for no good reason. When you would call me all sorts of names.<\/p>\n

When you were saying I am no good for you and that it\u2019s my fault that you are acting the way you are acting. I provoked you. I awakened the monster inside of you.<\/p>\n

\"hombre<\/p>\n

You would calm down eventually. You would say you loved me, that you didn\u2019t mean those nasty things you said. But \u2018Love you\u2019 and \u2018I\u2019m sorry\u2019 didn\u2019t mean much from the monster I saw in you.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Todo cambi\u00f3 despu\u00e9s de la primera vez que actuaste as\u00ed. Y hubo m\u00e1s y m\u00e1s momentos as\u00ed. Cambiaste por completo. Te convertiste en alguien a quien ya no reconoc\u00eda.<\/a><\/p>\n

Te enfadabas a menudo y, cuando yo me enfadaba contigo, me echabas toda la culpa a m\u00ed. Incluso justificabas tus acciones. A pesar de que eran injustificables.<\/p>\n

You wouldn\u2019t come home at night. You said you were with friends. You never wanted to do anything with me or go anywhere with me. I couldn\u2019t let go of you so easily. I couldn\u2019t give up on you.<\/p>\n

Segu\u00eda pensando que ibas a ser el hombre que una vez conoc\u00ed. La criatura cari\u00f1osa y amable, que pensaba todo de m\u00ed. El que era comprensivo. El que me apoyaba.<\/em><\/p>\n

\"encantadora<\/p>\n

El que me apreciaba por todo lo que era y por todo lo que le daba. El que disfrutaba de esos peque\u00f1os momentos conmigo.<\/em><\/p>\n

Ese hombre que una vez conoc\u00ed desapareci\u00f3. Con el tiempo, mi fuerza para luchar por ti tambi\u00e9n desapareci\u00f3. Nunca volv\u00ed a sentir ese calor. Nunca m\u00e1s me sent\u00ed segura contigo.<\/p>\n

Nunca volv\u00ed a sentirme amada. Sent\u00eda que estaba sola incluso cuando t\u00fa estabas all\u00ed.<\/p>\n

I knew it\u2019s time to fight, not to stay, not to change you or hope that you will change yourself. I had been doing that all along. <\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

T<\/strong><\/em>he time came when I had to start fighting to let go just as hard I was fighting to stay\u2014perhaps even harder.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

I want you to know that was the hardest thing I ever had to do. I loved you even though you changed. I loved you even when I left because I couldn\u2019t stop loving you. But I had to.<\/p>\n

\"vista<\/p>\n

No me dejaste otra opci\u00f3n. Tu comportamiento empeor\u00f3. Ten\u00edas d\u00edas en los que volv\u00edas a ser el de antes, pero esos d\u00edas eran s\u00f3lo la calma que preced\u00eda a las furiosas tormentas.<\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t life anymore\u2014it was surviving. I wanted more. I deserved more. It wasn’t love any more. True love isn\u2019t supposed to feel like torture. Love isn\u2019t supposed to make you feel the warmth one moment and terror the next one.<\/p>\n

This is my last letter to you Dear Past because that\u2019s everything you are to me now. Just a distant memory of a love that could\u2019ve been but never was. It never was because you never knew what love is.<\/p>\n

Me ense\u00f1aste c\u00f3mo no deben ser las cosas. Me ense\u00f1aste lo que no es el amor.<\/a> Estoy agradecido por ello.<\/p>\n

I still think of you sometimes, maybe I always will, but that\u2019s normal\u2014you were my greatest love, my hardest goodbye, and the biggest lesson I ever learned.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\"Esta<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Dear love, dear happiness, dear pain, dear past\u2026 I am unsure of how to start this letter because can\u2019t quite fit all you were to me into just one word. You were my greatest love and the hardest lesson. You made me the happiest I\u2019ve ever been and you made me the most miserable. It\u2019s…<\/p>","protected":false},"author":41,"featured_media":97231,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_kad_blocks_custom_css":"","_kad_blocks_head_custom_js":"","_kad_blocks_body_custom_js":"","_kad_blocks_footer_custom_js":"","_kadence_starter_templates_imported_post":false,"_kad_post_transparent":"","_kad_post_title":"","_kad_post_layout":"","_kad_post_sidebar_id":"","_kad_post_content_style":"","_kad_post_vertical_padding":"","_kad_post_feature":"","_kad_post_feature_position":"","_kad_post_header":false,"_kad_post_footer":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[29653],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-13143","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-letters"],"taxonomy_info":{"category":[{"value":29653,"label":"letters"}]},"featured_image_src_large":["https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/This-Is-My-Last-Letter-To-You-1.jpg",800,532,false],"author_info":{"display_name":"Martha Sullivan","author_link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/author\/martha-sullivan\/"},"comment_info":0,"category_info":[{"term_id":29653,"name":"letters","slug":"letters","term_group":0,"term_taxonomy_id":29653,"taxonomy":"category","description":"Regardless if you're looking for moving on, romantic, emotional, or open letters on various topics, you can be sure that you'll find it all here. ","parent":29651,"count":207,"filter":"raw","cat_ID":29653,"category_count":207,"category_description":"Regardless if you're looking for moving on, romantic, emotional, or open letters on various topics, you can be sure that you'll find it all here. ","cat_name":"letters","category_nicename":"letters","category_parent":29651}],"tag_info":false,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13143","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/41"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13143"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13143\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/97231"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13143"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13143"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13143"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}