I remember the beginnings of our love story\u2026 I was just a girl with a head full of ideals… who was so adamant she would find her Mr. Right and live her happily ever after, like it was the simplest thing in the world.<\/p>\n
You were a rebel who wasn\u2019t exactly in touch with his emotions but you fell for me, faster than you will ever admit, and our lives became intertwined so quickly and so strongly that it took us both by storm.<\/p>\n
Nessuno dei due era pronto per quello che sarebbe successo dopo.<\/b><\/p>\n
It didn\u2019t take us long to become completely, utterly addicted to each other. You were like the air I had been missing my whole life and meeting you made me finally breathe.<\/p>\n
Ero come una droga per te. Una droga che desideravi disperatamente smettere di assumere, ma pi\u00f9 ne assaggiavi, pi\u00f9 ne eri attratto e pi\u00f9 ne diventavi dipendente.<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t know if we were aware of it at the time but we spent an upsetting amount of time with each other. I remember waking up and the first thing on my mind was you. If I went a day without you, it physically hurt\u2026 and I wasn\u2019t strong enough to take it.<\/p>\n
Avevo bisogno di stare con te. Avevo bisogno di sentire la tua presenza accanto a me per sentirmi me stesso. Tu eri la mia dipendenza, cos\u00ec come io ero la tua. Non c'era io senza di te e viceversa.<\/b><\/p>\n
I finally realized how seriously disturbing this thing we had was becoming\u2026 and I finally tried to break away, just for a little bit, to feel if the air without you felt the same.<\/p>\n
I needed to know if I was able to be myself without feeling your breath next to mine. I knew that the mad love I felt for you was ruining me on the inside. I didn\u2019t want to escape it\u2026 but I knew I needed to.<\/p>\n
I know you loved me. I know how much you cared. But what you never realized was how possessive you became. You couldn\u2019t deal with me having a life outside of us. You couldn\u2019t help but accuse me of being unfaithful if I decided to have a few hours to myself.<\/p>\n
You loved me\u2026 but it was too much. I tried to show you how unstable we were becoming but you wouldn\u2019t listen. You wanted me all to yourself and the thought of me not being there made you act like the man I didn\u2019t realize you were.<\/p>\n
Pi\u00f9 passava il tempo, pi\u00f9 mi rendevo conto di quanto fossimo sbagliati l'uno per l'altra.<\/p>\n
L'amore doveva essere cos\u00ec instabile e turbolento? Era normale essere cos\u00ec dipendenti dal proprio partner da dimenticare il mondo esterno?<\/em><\/p>\n I didn\u2019t know that loving someone could hurt so profoundly. At times, it was the easiest thing in the world\u2026 and other times, I felt like my soul was on fire and I was about to explode.<\/p>\n I don\u2019t know why you couldn\u2019t let me find myself before being able to see if we were salvageable. I still don\u2019t know if I was the one to blame, with my foolish hopes and dreams, rushing into it like it was about to disappear into thin air…<\/p>\n Sometimes, I catch myself reminiscing about us. I can\u2019t help but wonder, if we had just been a few years older and a little bit wiser, could we have figured it out?<\/p>\n Would you still be the man who couldn\u2019t bear letting me out of his sight, always firmly holding onto me, making me feel like nothing existed but us\u2026 or would you be mature enough to realize that we both needed time to breathe individually, before giving it a real shot?<\/b><\/p>\n
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