Amava-o tanto, t\u00e3o forte e ingenuamente. Pensava que era a rapariga mais sortuda do mundo. N\u00e3o fazias ideia do que te esperava. N\u00e3o fazia ideia da dor que iria sofrer e das l\u00e1grimas que iria derramar por algu\u00e9m que nunca o mereceu.<\/p>\n
Pensaste que ias encontrar o teu \"felizes para sempre\" naquele homem. N\u00e3o fazias ideia de que, durante todo esse tempo, amaste o homem errado. N\u00e3o fazias ideia de que o teu amor iria sair pela culatra e cuspir-te na cara.<\/p>\n
Depois de provares o puro mal encarnado nele, o amor nunca mais foi o mesmo. Nunca soubeste se serias capaz de voltar a amar algu\u00e9m. A tua felicidade desvaneceu-se e foi substitu\u00edda por uma enorme tristeza. E quando havia momentos em que te esquecias de como estavas magoada, as mem\u00f3rias vinham \u00e0 tona e lembravam-te de novo como eras infeliz.<\/p>\n
Andava a vaguear pela sua pr\u00f3pria vida como um estranho. Tentava encontrar novamente um sentido, mas falhava sempre. N\u00e3o tinha qualquer controlo sobre o que estava a acontecer. A tua mente aprisionava-te e as mem\u00f3rias dele assombravam-te, mesmo quando estavas a dormir.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n I know you weren\u2019t always like that. I know that you had the prettiest smile I\u2019ve ever seen. I know that you enjoyed life and were grateful for every next moment to come. You were that person who would light up the room wherever she goes.<\/p>\n But when you met him, all of that was gone. You stopped smiling. You wanted to comfort me by pretending that you were okay by forcing a smile on your face. But, I knew always. I knew because there was no spark in your eyes and those cute little wrinkles around your mouth when you smiled sincerely disappeared. I knew you were unhappy and I couldn\u2019t do anything about it.<\/p>\n He changed you from the core. Instead of being that happy, likable girl I\u2019d known, you became depressed and anxious. You lied to me, saying that you were sick, that you couldn\u2019t get out of the bed. But I know that you didn\u2019t want to get up. I know that he broke your spirit and I wanted him to suffer at least half as much as what you were going through. But I couldn\u2019t do anything about it. You kept me in the dark. I was just a friend back then and you didn\u2019t want to admit you\u2019d made a mistake. I would have forgiven you. I would have given you everything, even then.<\/p>\n Later on, you said to me that you were ashamed of letting him change you. You admitted that you were going through hell, but you couldn\u2019t let anyone know because you were angry at yourself for letting a manipulative idiot like him destroy you.<\/p>\n You trusted him because he made you feel safe. He tricked you into thinking that he\u2019ll be there for you whenever you needed him, whenever you were hurt. You couldn\u2019t have imagined that he will be the one who will hurt you on purpose, and pretend to comfort and be there for you. You couldn\u2019t have imagined that such a diabolical being like him could walk this earth.<\/p>\n You lost yourself to a man who was incapable of love. You thought you could teach him to love. You saw that potential in him because he enchanted you. He sweet-talked you and made you believe that he is worthy of giving it a shot. But, you can\u2019t teach a narcissist to love. I warned you back then. I begged you to stay away from him, but you kept answering back that things are going to be fine. I had no idea I love you, not until you\u2019d fallen into the arms of another man. A man who didn\u2019t deserve you.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n There was nothing I could do but watch you suffer quietly and under the radar. But, you could never hide anything from me. I always knew when you lied right to my face. But I let you think that I\u2019m clueless because I knew that one day, you\u2019ll open up and when that day came, I stood there with my arms wide open, waiting for you to come.<\/p>\n Dei-te tudo o que te faltava. Queria abra\u00e7ar-te durante tanto tempo. Nunca te quis deixar ir. Queria compensar tudo com aquele abra\u00e7o. Eu queria fazer tudo certo de novo com aquele beijo na bochecha.<\/p>\n Senti o quanto estavas destro\u00e7ada. Senti todas as palavras desagrad\u00e1veis que ele te tinha dito. Senti cada murro no teu cora\u00e7\u00e3o. As tuas n\u00f3doas negras tamb\u00e9m me magoaram.<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n Eu queria tirar tudo de ti. Queria apagar tudo com apenas aquele abra\u00e7o. E isso foi s\u00f3 o come\u00e7o. Aquele abra\u00e7o foi apenas a ponta do icebergue.<\/p>\n I swear to you that no one will bring tears to your eyes again. I swear to you that your smile is not gone forever. I will bring it back. I know it won\u2019t happen right away. 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