Em breve, o teu coração deixará de doer quando pensares nele
I know that now you don’t see a way out and that you’ve reached your ponto de rutura.
You can’t seem to pick up your broken pieces, and you simply don’t know what to do to get yourself out of this emotional mess.
Este homem significava o mundo para si, e quando a deixou, tudo se desmoronou.
It’s not just that you can’t stand the fact that you miss him. It is also the betrayal and the disappointment he left behind.
É o facto de todos os seus sonhos e esperanças terem sido em vão que o está a matar.
Todos os "deveria ter" e "poderia ter" que o estão a assombrar.
No matter how hard you try, you can’t seem to grasp that all the future plans you had with this man aren’t going to happen and that you guys won’t make another memory together.
At the same time, you can’t help but blame yourself for wasting years on someone who was obviously never worthy of your trust and love.
Por ter dado tantas segundas oportunidades a uma relação que estava condenada ao fracasso desde o início.
Sem ter consciência disso, lentamente, está a começar a desistir do amor.
O homem que amavas mais do que qualquer outro fez-te tudo isto e tornou a tua vida num inferno, por isso o que podes esperar de outra pessoa?
This guy didn’t just hurt you. He also made you believe that you aren’t meant to be loved and that you’ll never find your true happiness.
After everything that has happened, you are left convinced that you’ll spend the rest of your life suffering for this asshole.
That you’ll carry this emotional burden on your chest forever and that his absence will always cause you this devastating pain that’s been completely tearing you apart.
You can’t help but think that you’ll never get over him and that you are destined to remain in this misery for as long as you breathe.
Well, let me tell you one thing—that couldn’t be further from the truth.
Yes, I know you don’t believe me.
Sei que pensam que só estou a dizer isto para se sentirem melhor e que as minhas palavras não passam de frases vazias.
But trust me—one of these days, you won’t even notice that you’ve started to curar.
Just like that, one morning, you’ll wake up with a smile on your face, and you won’t fall asleep, trying to chase away the pain that’s been crushing your heart.
I won’t lie to you—moving on doesn’t happen overnight.
This is not me trying to convince you that one day, you’ll miraculously forget that this guy ever existed or that someone will bring you a magic stick to erase his existence from your memory.
The truth is that it will take you a while to recover from all the pain you’ve been through.
Que vai ser preciso muito para aceitar tudo o que aconteceu e aceitar tudo isso como parte da vida.
However, I promise you one thing—aprenderás a viver sem ele.
Crescerá para não o amar da mesma forma que tu o amas.
porque o tempo é realmente o melhor curador possível, e curará também o seu coração partido.
One of these days, you’ll take off your rose-tinted sunglasses, and finally, you’ll start seeing this guy for who he really is—an asshole who doesn’t deserve another moment of your attention.
You’ll see that you are so much better than him and that losing him was actually the best thing that has ever happened to you.
Most importantly, you’ll understand that he was a part of your life to teach you a lesson: that not all people are meant to stay and that you are way stronger than you think; to teach you to always love yourself and to teach you to handle pain the best way possible.
No, you won’t hate him when this happens.
Because you’ll finally be at peace—at peace with your pain, at peace with him, and most of all, at peace with yourself.
You won’t be angry nor will you want revenge either.
Because you’ll forgive him for everything he’s done. You’ll accept the apologies you never got, knowing it is the only way for you to free yourself.
E pela primeira vez you’ll be completely indifferent.
Sim, este homem virá à sua mente de vez em quando.
However, your heart won’t ache anymore.
You won’t feel like you are dying from the inside every time someone mentions his name.
The songs you guys listened to together won’t bring tears in your eyes. You won’t have the need to die when you imagine him next to another woman.
You won’t give a damn whether he is OK or not, and you won’t have the urge to know what is going on in his life.
You’ll accept him as a part of your past and nothing else.
You’ll feel literally nothing when you think of him.
And that is when you’ll know you’ve really moved on.

