{"id":10969,"date":"2017-12-25T09:53:16","date_gmt":"2017-12-25T09:53:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/herway.net\/?p=10969"},"modified":"2022-02-27T03:23:22","modified_gmt":"2022-02-27T03:23:22","slug":"a-parte-mais-dificil-de-dizer-adeus-queria-dizer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/a-parte-mais-dificil-de-dizer-adeus-queria-dizer\/","title":{"rendered":"A parte mais dif\u00edcil foi dizer adeus quando eu queria dizer \"sim\""},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">You were making scrambled eggs and blueberries muffins while I was making coffee and setting up the table. It was our little morning dance\u2014something private only the two of us shared.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Beijavas-me na testa enquanto ias buscar os ovos ao frigor\u00edfico. Eu abra\u00e7ava-te com for\u00e7a para aquecer as minhas m\u00e3os da \u00e1gua fria. Dan\u00e7\u00e1vamos pela cozinha em sincronia, sabendo para onde o outro iria, sabendo como o outro se moveria.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">S\u00f3 que nessa manh\u00e3, em vez de me virar para te ver \u00e0 minha espera com os bra\u00e7os abertos para o abra\u00e7o em que me posso encontrar, virei-me para te ver ajoelhado e a segurar uma pequena caixa preta.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Estavas a corar. As tuas m\u00e3os tremiam enquanto eu j\u00e1 estava a chorar. <strong>Eu disse que sim, e tu disseste que sim.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I don\u2019t think I could ever imagine us this way. That morning, <a href=\"https:\/\/thoughtcatalog.com\/bree-taylor\/2013\/11\/everything-looks-perfect-from-far-away\/\" rel=\"noopener\">tudo parecia t\u00e3o perfeito<\/a>. Nessa manh\u00e3, as cores eram mais vivas, a comida sabia melhor e as horas de trabalho passavam t\u00e3o depressa.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Naquela manh\u00e3, j\u00e1 me via a subir ao altar num vestido de noiva, com um bouquet de pet\u00fanias, enquanto tu esperavas por mim. Imaginava a tua cara a sorrir quando me visses. Mas isto, isto eu nunca poderia imaginar.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>It\u2019s not that I don\u2019t love you\u2014I do.<\/strong> Amo-te com todo o meu cora\u00e7\u00e3o. Amo-te com aquele tipo de amor est\u00fapido, o amor que me faz adorar a tua m\u00fasica e ver jogos contigo. <strong>Mas eu amo-me mais a mim.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I\u2019m still seeing your face in my dreams. The face you had when you came home to see my suitcases at the front door and me sitting in the dark on the couch.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I can still hear your steps, going back and forth like you weren\u2019t sure if you wanted to come in. You turned the lights on, but to me, everything was still in blurred darkness.<strong> Ajoelhou-se mais uma vez, abra\u00e7ando as minhas pernas como se quisesse impedir-me de partir.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I was holding the ring in my sweaty palms\u2014the ring I loved so much. It wasn\u2019t an ordinary engagement ring, but neither was our love.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Tinha uma esmeralda em forma de pera rodeada de diamantes brancos gravados em ouro branco. Uma esmeralda para combinar com os meus olhos e diamantes brancos para combinar com o teu amor eterno que era suposto manter-me segura.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>\u201cDon\u2019t leave me. I\u2019ll be better. You know I never meant to hurt you.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">As l\u00e1grimas rolavam dos teus olhos enquanto beijavas as minhas m\u00e3os, esperando que eu ficasse. Levantar-me, afastar-me do teu abra\u00e7o e dos teus beijos era dif\u00edcil. <strong>Do\u00eda-me como se milhares de facas perfurassem todo o meu corpo uma e outra vez.<\/strong> Mas<a href=\"https:\/\/www.elitedaily.com\/life\/saying-goodbye-time-let-go\" rel=\"noopener\"> despedida<\/a> when I wanted to say \u201cI do\u201d was the hardest.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">O anel caiu algures no ch\u00e3o, quando eu estava a fugir. O anel que eu tanto amava perdeu-se juntamente com o homem que eu amava mais do que tudo.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-10977 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/12121-1.jpg\" alt=\"A parte mais dif\u00edcil foi dizer adeus quando eu queria dizer &quot;sim&quot;\" width=\"800\" height=\"600\" srcset=\"https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/12121-1.jpg 800w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/12121-1-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/herway.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/12121-1-768x576.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>\u201cDear Guests,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>We are sorry to inform you that the wedding is canceled. We hope that the change in plans will not affect your schedules. You will be notified if there will be a rescheduling date. \u201c<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">O vestido de noiva chegou ao trabalho uma semana depois. Eu tinha-o mandado vir para l\u00e1, para que n\u00e3o houvesse hip\u00f3tese de o veres. Sabes como \u00e9, azar e isso. Mas acho que j\u00e1 tivemos uma parte desse azar.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Nessa noite, chorei at\u00e9 adormecer, com o vestido que era suposto usar no dia mais feliz da minha vida.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u201cWe\u2019re sorry ma\u2019am, there\u2019s no return policy for wedding dresses. We\u2019re deeply sorry to hear about your wedding cancellation.\u201d<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/herway.net\/pt\/nunca-pensei-que-acontecesse-alguem-como\/\">Nunca pensei que isto me pudesse acontecer<\/a>. I never believed that I could ever walk away from the love of my life. But I\u2019ve been through hell.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I\u2019ve been broken and abused. I\u2019ve been manipulated and I\u2019m done with men who are not ready to love me like I deserve. And I deserve to be loved.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Mere\u00e7o algu\u00e9m que me traga caf\u00e9 e fa\u00e7a o pequeno-almo\u00e7o comigo. <strong>Amaste-me, fizeste tudo por mim, fizeste de mim a mulher mais feliz do mundo, mas tamb\u00e9m dormiste com ela.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>\u201cHey baby girl. I\u2019m just calling to see how you\u2019re doing? You know, we can still get through this. You know I love you, you know that was just a mistake I\u2019ll never do again. Call me, okay?\u201d<\/em><br \/>\nMensagem eliminada<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/goodmenproject.com\/featured-content\/i-know-you-love-me-kt\/\" rel=\"noopener\">Eu amo-te e sei que tu me amas<\/a>. But seeing the man I love more than I ever believed I could love anyone, seeing the man that made me believe in love again, the man that picked me up and loved me when I couldn\u2019t love myself; seeing that man in bed with another woman is\u2026 indescribable.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Como \u00e9 que se pode p\u00f4r em palavras a sensa\u00e7\u00e3o do cora\u00e7\u00e3o a despeda\u00e7ar-se, do corpo todo a doer e do futuro a desaparecer mesmo \u00e0 frente dos olhos? Como \u00e9 que podes esquecer que foste tra\u00eddo pela \u00fanica pessoa que acreditavas que nunca te trairia?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>What do you do when the only person that can stop you from crying is the person that made you cry? I love you, I do. But I had to leave. I had to say goodbye when I wanted to say \u201cI do\u201d.<\/strong><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>You were making scrambled eggs and blueberries muffins while I was making coffee and setting up the table. It was our little morning dance\u2014something private only the two of us shared. You would kiss me on the forehead while you were reaching for the eggs from the fridge. 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