{"id":32481,"date":"2020-07-11T09:16:21","date_gmt":"2020-07-11T09:16:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/herway.net\/?p=32481"},"modified":"2022-02-15T00:12:18","modified_gmt":"2022-02-15T00:12:18","slug":"despues-de-todo-este-tiempo-te-sigo-echando-de-menos","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/despues-de-todo-este-tiempo-te-sigo-echando-de-menos\/","title":{"rendered":"Despu\u00e9s de tanto tiempo, sigo ech\u00e1ndote de menos"},"content":{"rendered":"

Por mucho que pase el tiempo, sigo acord\u00e1ndome de ti. <\/span><\/p>\n

Mi coraz\u00f3n a\u00fan a\u00f1ora tus dulces palabras y tu suave tacto. Todos los que me rodean se han olvidado de ti. Te han dejado fuera de sus vidas como si nunca hubieras existido. <\/span><\/p>\n

To them, you don\u2019t matter anymore. I\u2019m trying to do the same. I really am, but it\u2019s impossible to force myself to forget someone like you. <\/span>
\n<\/span>
\n<\/span>Elegir\u00eda mil veces borrarte de mi vida, pero lamentablemente no hay manera. Tu nombre est\u00e1 grabado profundamente en mi coraz\u00f3n, convirtiendo las letras de tu nombre en cicatrices inmarcesibles.<\/b><\/p>\n

La gente va y viene y, con el tiempo, aprendes a vivir con ello, pero tu ausencia fue diferente. Tu ausencia se llev\u00f3 una parte de mi coraz\u00f3n y de mi alma. <\/span><\/p>\n

Tu ausencia me cambi\u00f3.<\/span><\/p>\n

No hay ning\u00fan otro <\/span>c\u00f3mo sobrevivir a un desenga\u00f1o amoroso other than giving up on a tiny bit of your emotional self. Physically you\u2019ll be fine, but emotionally and spiritually you\u2019ll always be short of that one piece you\u2019ve given to someone, and he took it away with him. <\/span><\/p>\n

That\u2019s the risk you have to take. <\/span><\/p>\n

I never let go of the hope that one day, you\u2019ll get back to me. Mi coraz\u00f3n sigue aferrado a tu<\/a>s. <\/span><\/p>\n

Mis ojos siguen buscando los tuyos entre la multitud. Cada vez que siento tu <\/span>aroma<\/span>mi coraz\u00f3n da un peque\u00f1o salto y mis rodillas flaquean. <\/span><\/p>\n

Every time, I hope you\u2019re standing right behind me, ready to hug me and say: I\u2019m sorry!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Cuando mi mente se toma un respiro, cuando dejo de preocuparme por todo lo que me rodea, te cuelas en mis pensamientos. Apareces como un hu\u00e9sped no invitado pero bienvenido en secreto. <\/span><\/p>\n

But I have no idea what you\u2019re up to, what you\u2019re doing, what your life looks like now. I\u2019m not stalking you. <\/span><\/p>\n

I don\u2019t want to know anything about your life now, but I can\u2019t force myself not to imagine.  <\/span><\/p>\n

I don\u2019t have the strength to find out anything about you because it would hurt too much. But I can\u2019t shut down my mind and the curiosity that is sneakily eating me alive. <\/span><\/p>\n

When you run around my mind, I imagine where you are and what you\u2019re doing. <\/span><\/p>\n

And always, every minute of the day, I\u2019m still secretly hoping you\u2019re going to wake up and realize it was all a mistake. <\/span><\/p>\n

That you\u2019ll come to me, look me in the eyes, and say you love me.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"Despu\u00e9s<\/p>\n

I wouldn\u2019t ask you to beg, to come on your knees to bring me flowers, to be overly romantic. The only thing I would ask of you is to promise you\u2019re never going to hurt me like that again. <\/b>
\n<\/span>
\n<\/span>As\u00ed es como vivo. As\u00ed es como paso mis d\u00edas cuando est\u00e1s en mis pensamientos. <\/span><\/p>\n

I\u2019m imagining my life to be something else. I\u2019m hoping someone can turn back the clock and give you another chance to choose – this time differently.<\/span><\/p>\n

I have never let you go. I have never made peace with the fact that you\u2019re not a part of my life anymore. <\/span><\/p>\n

To others, I\u2019ve drawn the line and buried you in my past, but to myself, you\u2019re still hidden somewhere in my thoughts. <\/span>
\n<\/span>
\n<\/span>A veces miro viejas fotos en las que te mantengo viva. Sigo teniendo sue\u00f1os v\u00edvidos contigo, y me despierto en mitad de la noche cubierto de sudor, con los ojos hinchados de l\u00e1grimas, intentando estallar en una triste rapsodia de emociones reprimidas.<\/span><\/p>\n

All\u00ed mismo, a eso de las tres de la madrugada, sentada en la m\u00e1s absoluta oscuridad, rodeada de nada m\u00e1s que nostalgia y tristeza, me pregunto qu\u00e9 pasar\u00eda si todo acabara de otra manera y por qu\u00e9 tuvo que ser as\u00ed. <\/span><\/p>\n

Podr\u00eda seguir con mi vida si supiera que nuestra historia ha llegado a su fin. Pero s\u00f3lo escribimos juntos un par de cap\u00edtulos. Nunca llegamos al final. <\/b><\/p>\n

\u00bfC\u00f3mo puedo dejar ir algo que siento que a\u00fan no ha terminado? \u00bfC\u00f3mo puedo alejarme de una historia que no ha terminado?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

I couldn\u2019t but I had to let you go. I moved away. I found new friends. I hoped I wouldn\u2019t think of you ever again. But it\u2019s impossible to forget that you exist. <\/span><\/p>\n

S\u00e9 que el amor verdadero siempre encuentra la manera de mejorar las cosas. S\u00e9 que si dos personas est\u00e1n hechas el uno para el otro, encontrar\u00e1n el camino de vuelta. <\/span><\/p>\n

True love never surrenders. True love doesn\u2019t disappear in the middle of the story. <\/b><\/p>\n

Se toma un descanso. Se retira para recuperar fuerzas y poder volver en el mejor momento posible.<\/b><\/p>\n

Nuestro verdadero amor se tom\u00f3 ese descanso, y yo hu\u00ed de \u00e9l. Pero nunca logr\u00e9 huir de ti. Hoy vi a un hombre caminando por la calle. <\/span><\/p>\n

He reminded me of you, and he didn\u2019t even look like you. One movement of his body, one gesture made me think of you. <\/span><\/p>\n

You see, I can\u2019t run away from you. I can\u2019t forget you. <\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

Quer\u00eda que supieras en qui\u00e9n me convert\u00ed al final. Secretamente esperaba que lucharas con forzarte a olvidarme. <\/span><\/p>\n

Esperaba que sintieras curiosidad por saber en qui\u00e9n me he convertido y qu\u00e9 hago. Esperaba que sintieras lo mismo que yo. <\/span><\/p>\n

Y un d\u00eda, vi tu nombre en mi tel\u00e9fono. <\/span><\/p>\n

O\u00ed el zumbido que me devolvi\u00f3 toda la esperanza y destruy\u00f3 los pensamientos de olvidarte y dejarte marchar. <\/span><\/p>\n

Era un simple hola, pero un gran hola. Fue la primera palabra del nuevo cap\u00edtulo, justo donde lo dejamos. <\/span><\/p>\n

Era el momento en que el amor verdadero volv\u00eda de su pausa para terminar lo que hab\u00eda empezado.<\/b><\/p>\n

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No matter how much time passes, I still remember you. My heart still longs for your sweet words and soft touch. All of those around me have forgotten about you. They let you out of their lives like you never existed. To them, you don\u2019t matter anymore. I\u2019m trying to do the same. I really…<\/p>","protected":false},"author":40,"featured_media":32495,"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":[29619],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-32481","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-stories-love"],"taxonomy_info":{"category":[{"value":29619,"label":"stories"}]},"featured_image_src_large":["https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/02\/ryan-moreno-99464-unsplash.jpg",800,533,false],"author_info":{"display_name":"Tara Brown","author_link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/author\/tara-brown\/"},"comment_info":0,"category_info":[{"term_id":29619,"name":"stories","slug":"stories-love","term_group":0,"term_taxonomy_id":29619,"taxonomy":"category","description":"To all the souls struggling with complicated love experiences: These heartfelt stories about love, heartbreak, and moving on will be your voice of wisdom.","parent":38,"count":424,"filter":"raw","cat_ID":29619,"category_count":424,"category_description":"To all the souls struggling with complicated love experiences: These heartfelt stories about love, heartbreak, and moving on will be your voice of wisdom.","cat_name":"stories","category_nicename":"stories-love","category_parent":38}],"tag_info":false,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32481","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\/40"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=32481"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32481\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/32495"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=32481"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=32481"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/herway.net\/es\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=32481"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}