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<\/p>\nC\u00f3mo desear\u00eda poder retractarme. Todo. El dolor y la agon\u00eda. La desesperaci\u00f3n.<\/p>\n
La humillaci\u00f3n que sientes cuando te lanzas, s\u00f3lo para ser rechazado. \u00bfY por qu\u00e9?<\/p>\n
C\u00f3mo permit\u00ed que me hicieras tanto da\u00f1o que quise meterme en un agujero y morir del dolor que estallaba donde deber\u00eda haber estado mi coraz\u00f3n. <\/b><\/p>\n
In that moment, when you left as I gasped for air, I thought for sure I would never be able to get up off that floor. I laid there, crying and gasping for so long that I’m embarrassed to say.<\/p>\n
Dijiste que me amabas, \u00bfc\u00f3mo pudiste dejarme as\u00ed? \u00bfC\u00f3mo pudiste enredarme tanto que necesit\u00e9 que me desenredaras?<\/p>\n
\u00bfC\u00f3mo pudiste convertir mi rostro, el que tantas veces dijiste que era el m\u00e1s bello que hab\u00edas visto, en algo completamente irreconocible?<\/p>\n
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\u00bfIncluso para m\u00ed, mi propio rostro un extra\u00f1o? \u00bfC\u00f3mo pudiste llevarme de amarte a estar desesperada por ti?<\/b> De tenerte a necesitarte. Del cari\u00f1o a la obsesi\u00f3n.<\/p>\n
How could you do all of that, and then just leave me in a broken pile on the floor? I still don’t know, but I thank God that you did.<\/p>\n
If you hadn’t left me, I might still be sobbing on that floor. I might still be chasing you for the love you said was mine, but shared around with whomever was convenient to you at the time.<\/p>\n
If you hadn’t left me I might have had to show up at another family Christmas with a black eye that my lies do not explain when the truth is written so clearly on my face.<\/p>\n
If you hadn’t left me I might have spent the rest of my life feeling like I wasn’t good enough, like I needed to fight for your attention.<\/p>\n
If you hadn’t left me I might still be waiting for you to deliver on the promises you made.<\/p>\n
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V\u00e9ase tambi\u00e9n:<\/strong> Al perderte he ganado mucho m\u00e1s<\/a><\/p>\n I’m ashamed and embarrassed to admit that I would never have left you. No matter how many times you left me on the floor, I would have begged you to come back.<\/p>\n No matter how many times you hit me, I would have found a way to blame myself. I wish that weren’t true, but the fact that you had to leave me proves that it is.<\/p>\n As\u00ed que, gracias. <\/b>Gracias por dejarme ir y liberarme del control que ten\u00edas sobre m\u00ed. Fue lo \u00fanico que hiciste por m\u00ed y te estoy muy, muy agradecida.<\/b><\/p>\n To this moment I can’t explain how I let you turn me into the person I saw in the mirror that day. I don’t know how I became such a clich\u00e9.<\/p>\n I wish I did, because I didn’t see that for myself. I didn’t see letting anyone have such power over me let alone that they would use that power to hurt me.<\/p>\n I didn’t see you coming until I watched you go, and that scares me because I think if it could happen to me once it could happen to me again. <\/b><\/p>\n But it won’t. I won’t let it because I know now the pain of loving you was much greater than the pain of losing you. <\/b><\/p>\n I know now that when you get past the rejection, and the desire to fight for something you shouldn\u2019t have to fight for, when you finally let go of a person who brings you nothing but pain, it stings a bit but then the relief comes.<\/p>\n Cuando dejas de sentir el dolor, empiezas a sentirte libre y empiezas a reencontrarte a ti mismo.<\/a> It doesn\u2019t take as long as you think it will when you\u2019re still on the floor either.<\/p>\n![\"mujer](\"https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/young-woman-being-sad-at-home.jpg\")
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