Se mi avessi amato davvero, non mi avresti fatto sentire come se non fossi abbastanza bravo
Just because you walked away, it doesn’t mean my pain is gone too. It doesn’t mean that by walking away you erased all my feelings toward you or that you’ve been able to delete all the memories I have.
To be honest, I have no idea if I felt more down when we dated or now that you’re gone. The worst part is that I’m not sure you deserve any of it because I never really knew how you felt about me.
E anche se hai detto che era amore, le tue azioni parlano in modo diverso.
For a long time, I thought we would make it if I did some things differently. But then when I think about what those things might have been, I can’t find an answer because I gave my all in.
I did everything I could and it still wasn’t enough. Not that that’s something new, as I have this feeling niente di quello che ho fatto è stato abbastanza per te.
And after all this time I wonder how it is possible that we didn’t make it, when I loved you so much. How is it possible that we didn’t make it when you said you loved me too?
But if you had truly loved me, why would you have made me feel like I wasn’t good enough?

Continuavi a paragonarmi agli altri. You wanted me to be more like this or more like that. There were so many things you wanted from me and wanted me to change and I only wanted one thing from you—to love me for who I was.
Ma non mi hai mai amato veramente perché non mi hai mai accettato per quello che ero. Non hai mai voluto che fossi chi ero veramente, c'era sempre qualcosa di me che ti dava fastidio.
A prescindere da quante cose buone ci fossero, tu continuavi a vedere solo quelle cattive.
Continuavi a sottolineare le mie imperfezioni. I know, I’m far from perfect, but there is more to me than my imperfections. I’m not all imperfect, there are things I really love about myself.
Anch'io ho dei lati positivi e ho più tratti positivi che negativi. Ma voi non siete mai riusciti a vedere i lati positivi perché vi siete concentrati solo su quelli negativi.
After a while, I started seeing myself through your eyes and I too didn’t like what I saw.
You kept making expectations that I couldn’t reach. Non mi hai mai dato nulla in cambio, ma volevi che facessi tutte le cose che mi chiedevi.

Whenever you didn’t like something about me, you asked me to change it. If I changed it, you’d move to the next thing that bothered you about me and if I didn’t, you kept complaining about it until I too started to hate it as well.
È stato così difficile per me stare al passo con te e ci ho provato così tanto perché ti amavo.
D'altra parte, non hai mai trovato un posto per me nella tua vita. I never knew where I stood with you. And that’s something no one should experience in love.
Nessuno dovrebbe mai chiedersi che posto occupa nella vita della persona che ama. E io ero lì, piena di amore per te, ma senza alcuna promessa di un futuro o anche solo di essere ricambiata.
I couldn’t shake the feeling that it was me and that I wasn’t good enough for you. I couldn’t see myself with you when you never gave me a glimpse of hope, not a single kind gesture that would tell me that you found me worthy of my love.
All I could think of was how I couldn’t get anything right. And for so long I wondered how I got there and what was wrong until I finally realized that you weren’t ready to settle.
Non sei mai stato pronto a smettere di inseguire e ad accontentarti di una ragazza sola. La possibilità che ci fosse qualcuno di meglio là fuori e che lei si accontentasse di poco continuava a perseguitarla.

Anche tu eri tutt'altro che perfetto, ma credo che dentro di te ci fosse un narcisista molto ben mascherato. E questa parte forte di te non ha mai potuto accontentarsi, non ha mai voluto accontentarsi.
I realized it wasn’t me and that it was anything too much wrong with me. No girl could ever be good enough for you because that’s just who you are.
Passare continuamente da una persona all'altra senza mai essere soddisfatti di se stessi o della propria posizione.
You said you loved me, but now I know it wasn’t love. You might’ve loved the potential you saw in me, but that wasn’t true love. If it was, I wouldn’t have constantly felt like I was not good enough.
It wasn’t love because you’re too scared to love. And it’s not that I’m not good enough, it’s that no other could ever be good enough; after all, you never meant to stay to begin with.
So good luck with your chase for the perfect one, but I’m done mistaking what you gave me for love. I’m done bringing myself down because you couldn’t accept or love me for who I was.
Mi amo così come sono, con tutte le mie imperfezioni e tutti i miei lati positivi e so che anche qualcun altro lo farà.

