It couldn’t end any other way, could it? When you feel something so powerful, when all your love and passion end up in the wrong hands, it crushes you so badly, it almost kills you.<\/p>\n
Tudo come\u00e7ou t\u00e3o depressa. Desde o dia em que te conheci, senti que havia uma liga\u00e7\u00e3o instant\u00e2nea. Era quase como se eu soubesse que serias algu\u00e9m importante para mim, como se tivesse estado \u00e0 espera desse momento durante toda a minha vida.<\/p>\n
When we talked for the first time, I was playing it cool. I don’t know If I pulled it off or not because my cheeks were blushing, my heart was pounding and I was afraid you would hear it. I felt like a teenage girl who had just met her crush. I wasn’t one to fall in love so easily but I guess I fell for you right there and then.<\/p>\n
You fell for me too. At least that’s what you said. After a while, we started to date. We entered into a relationship so fast, and it was unlike me, as I am an pensador excessivo<\/a> por isso gosto de pensar muito bem antes de decidir algo importante. Mas pareceu-me t\u00e3o natural estar contigo que baixei a guarda.<\/p>\n Tudo parecia t\u00e3o incr\u00edvel. Pod\u00edamos falar durante horas sobre tudo e mais alguma coisa. T\u00ednhamos gostos semelhantes em m\u00fasica, filmes e comida, por isso era f\u00e1cil conviver contigo. Torn\u00e1vamos um dia normal extraordin\u00e1rio numa quest\u00e3o de segundos. Al\u00e9m disso, t\u00ednhamos uma qu\u00edmica incr\u00edvel; as fa\u00edscas voavam por todo o lado sempre que nos olh\u00e1vamos. Desp\u00edamo-nos um ao outro com os nossos olhos sempre que est\u00e1vamos no mesmo quarto. As camas partiam-se quando est\u00e1vamos sozinhos. Tudo parecia perfeito.<\/p>\n Everything was perfect, until one day it wasn’t anymore. You changed, or you showed your real face because you were tired of acting\u2014acting like you were this normal, caring and loving person I had waited to meet my whole life. You became someone I couldn’t recognize.<\/strong><\/p>\n All of a sudden, everything I said or did bothered you. I was always the one to blame no matter what happened and no matter whether it had anything to do with me at all or not. Somebody would piss you off and you would take it out on me. Every time we would get into a fight, it was always my fault. I didn’t understand you, I didn’t support you, basically everything I did, I did wrong, I could no longer see in you that reasonable and gentle person I had spent so much time with.<\/p>\n Everything revolved around you. Things you needed and things you wanted. It was like I didn’t exist anymore. Like I didn’t matter to you at all. On the other hand, I would go out of my way to please you. I wanted us to work. I wanted you to be happy. I couldn’t let all those special and meaningful moments go to waste like they had never happened just because you were going through a rough patch.<\/p>\n Mas a tua fase dif\u00edcil n\u00e3o tinha fim. Claro, tinhas os teus dias em que voltavas a ser o que eras, o tu que eu conhecia, o tu por quem me apaixonei, mas esses dias eram t\u00e3o raros. T\u00e3o raros que eu sentia que s\u00f3 tinha conhecido a dor desde que te conheci. O teu comportamento tinha piorado e as nossas discuss\u00f5es tornaram-se o nosso \u00fanico meio de comunica\u00e7\u00e3o.<\/p>\n