Lo nuestro no duró porque ya estabas enamorado de otra persona: de ti mismo.

Nunca tuvimos una oportunidad. Honestamente, estábamos condenados desde el principio. Tú ya estabas enamorado de otra persona.

Your heart was full of love – narcissistic self-love.

I couldn’t recognize the signs back then. But I see them clearly now. You love yourself more than you’ll ever love anyone else.

Aún así, me pregunto if that’s a bad thing o no. Me pregunto quién tenía razón. Tú, que sólo te querías a ti mismo, o yo, que te quería más que a mí mismo y que a cualquier otra persona de mi vida.

I wonder if so much self-love is healthy. I wonder if you’ll ever change. I wonder if God will send you a girl one day that will make you change.

Verás, incluso después de todo este tiempo sigo preguntándome muchas cosas sobre ti y nuestra relación. Realmente necesito algunas respuestas. I clearly still don’t have the closure I need.

I decided to write this letter because I think it’ll help me feel better. That maybe somehow it’ll help me understand you and find that closure I long for so much.

I always wanted to ask you WHY? Why couldn’t you even try to fall in love with me? Was the problem with me?

¿De verdad no soy lo suficientemente bueno para ti? ¿De verdad crees que nadie es lo suficientemente bueno para ti?

Nevermind. I know you won’t answer that, it was a rhetorical question. You won’t answer it because not even you know the answer. You’re so blindly in love with yourself.

I actually feel sorry for you. Oh my God, I can’t believe that I’m feeling sorry for the man who broke my heart. But, I do.

You aren’t even aware that your self-love is out of control. You can’t see how narcissistic self-love is ruining your life.

It didn’t just drive me out of your life. It drove out so many people who truly cared for you and it’ll continue to do so if you don’t change something.

I truly hope you will. I hope you’ll understand before it gets too late. I hope you’ll understand that you have to let other people into your heart before you end up all alone.

I was aware of the fact that you didn’t love me long before I actually broke up with you but I was grasping for straws and denying reality.

I loved you too much to come to terms with the fact you’ll never be able to reciprocate the love I gave you. It’s like one part of me was still hoping that one day you podría cambiar.

I really hoped that one day you’d be able to realize everything I did for you and all the things I gave up for you. I don’t regret it.

Lo hice todo porque intentaba encontrar la llave de tu corazón. Pensé que había más en ti de lo que parece.

I believed that your narcissistic behavior was just a facade. That it’s how you protect yourself from being hurt by someone you love. Intentaba derribar todos esos muros que levantaste.

You didn’t let me do that. You didn’t allow me to see the real you. If you only knew that my only intention was to love you until the day I die. I never played with you and my intention was never to hurt you.

Maybe one day it’ll happen, you’ll be left all alone and it may suddenly hit you how much I cared for you and how much I honestly loved you.

Maybe one day you’ll realize that you were excessively self-absorbed and gambled away your (possibly only) chance for true love.

But, I can’t wait forever for that to happen. I have to live my life. I know how much I’m worth and I really deserve someone to love me as much as I loved you.

Tengo que empezar a pensar en mí. Merezco mucho más de lo que tú me diste.

After all, you were the one who taught me how important self-love is. I’ll never allow it to become so narcissistic, but

I’ll definitely have to work on it so I start to appreciate myself more.

Tus necesidades siempre fueron mi máxima prioridad, sin embargo, nunca te importó lo que yo necesitaba. Nunca estuviste ahí para mí, ni siquiera cuando de verdad más te necesitaba.

Renuncié a tantas cosas en mi vida por ti, mientras que tú ni siquiera intentaste comprometerte en algunas cosas importantes.

Hice todo eso para mantenerte en mi vida, mientras que tú nunca te preocupaste por mí, ni siquiera te preocupaste por si algún día te dejaría.

Esperabas que todo girara a tu alrededor y así fue. Así fue durante demasiado tiempo, hasta que por fin me di cuenta de que tenía que ponerle fin y volver a convertirme en una prioridad.

Until I realized that I’m important too and that my needs are equally important as yours.

Merezco a otra persona. Someone who’ll cherish me in a way you never did. Someone who’ll restore my faith in love.

Someone who’ll love himself but still make me and my love a priority.

Don’t think that I hate you. I never have, I never could. You always said how God created my heart to love and care for others.

I just think that you have a problem. There is a name for your behavior. It’s called a trastorno narcisista de la personalidad.

I really think that you should seek professional help. That much self-love isn’t healthy. It’s already ruined something good in your life. Don’t let it ruin your entire life.

I truly hope you’ll understand before it’s too late. I really hope that one day you’ll be able to realize the importance of having someone in your life, to love you, to love her. To mutually love each other.