It couldn’t end any other way, could it? When you feel something so powerful, when all your love and passion end up in the wrong hands, it crushes you so badly, it almost kills you.<\/p>\n
Todo empez\u00f3 tan r\u00e1pido. Desde el d\u00eda en que te conoc\u00ed, sent\u00ed que hab\u00eda una conexi\u00f3n instant\u00e1nea. Era casi como si supiera que ser\u00edas alguien importante para m\u00ed, como si hubiera estado esperando ese momento durante toda mi vida.<\/p>\n
When we talked for the first time, I was playing it cool. I don’t know If I pulled it off or not because my cheeks were blushing, my heart was pounding and I was afraid you would hear it. I felt like a teenage girl who had just met her crush. I wasn’t one to fall in love so easily but I guess I fell for you right there and then.<\/p>\n
You fell for me too. At least that’s what you said. After a while, we started to date. We entered into a relationship so fast, and it was unlike me, as I am an overthinker<\/a> as\u00ed que me gusta pensar mucho antes de decidir algo importante. Pero me pareci\u00f3 tan natural estar contigo que baj\u00e9 la guardia.<\/p>\n Todo parec\u00eda tan incre\u00edble. Pod\u00edamos hablar durante horas de cualquier cosa. Ten\u00edamos gustos similares en m\u00fasica, cine y comida, as\u00ed que era f\u00e1cil pasar el rato contigo. Hac\u00edamos que un d\u00eda normal fuera extraordinario en cuesti\u00f3n de segundos. Adem\u00e1s, ten\u00edamos una qu\u00edmica incre\u00edble; saltaban chispas cada vez que nos mir\u00e1bamos a los ojos. Nos desnud\u00e1bamos el uno al otro con la mirada cada vez que est\u00e1bamos en la misma habitaci\u00f3n. Las camas se romp\u00edan cuando est\u00e1bamos solos. Todo parec\u00eda perfecto.<\/p>\n Everything was perfect, until one day it wasn’t anymore. You changed, or you showed your real face because you were tired of acting\u2014acting like you were this normal, caring and loving person I had waited to meet my whole life. You became someone I couldn’t recognize.<\/strong><\/p>\n All of a sudden, everything I said or did bothered you. I was always the one to blame no matter what happened and no matter whether it had anything to do with me at all or not. Somebody would piss you off and you would take it out on me. Every time we would get into a fight, it was always my fault. I didn’t understand you, I didn’t support you, basically everything I did, I did wrong, I could no longer see in you that reasonable and gentle person I had spent so much time with.<\/p>\n Everything revolved around you. Things you needed and things you wanted. It was like I didn’t exist anymore. Like I didn’t matter to you at all. On the other hand, I would go out of my way to please you. I wanted us to work. I wanted you to be happy. I couldn’t let all those special and meaningful moments go to waste like they had never happened just because you were going through a rough patch.<\/p>\n Pero tu mala racha no ten\u00eda fin. Claro que hab\u00eda d\u00edas en los que volv\u00edas a ser el de antes, el que yo conoc\u00eda, del que me enamor\u00e9, pero esos d\u00edas eran muy raros. Tan raros que sent\u00ed que s\u00f3lo hab\u00eda conocido el dolor desde que te conoc\u00ed. Tu comportamiento hab\u00eda empeorado y nuestras peleas se hab\u00edan convertido en nuestro \u00fanico medio de comunicaci\u00f3n.<\/p>\n