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martes, 22 de mayo de 2007

WHAT I HATE THE MOST ABOUT MY MEMORIES













1. Every time that I remember my time with you, i have to blink my tears away or blink them back...and honestly, I HATE IT!

2. Every time that I remember your kisses, i just thought: Why I didn't kiss him more? and I HATE IT!

3. Every time that I remember you, I cannot help myself thinking about your girlfriend and I wish one day I wake up dressed up like her...and I REALLY, REALLY HATE IT!!

4. Every time that I think about you, I wish i could forget you but I can't and I HATE IT!

5. Every day since then I think why I don't have anybody? Why I have to see how you moved on and I'm still waiting for someone who helps me to? AND I HATE IT!!!!!

I HATE NOT TO BE WITH YOU!

viernes, 18 de mayo de 2007

SHALOM, SHALOM.

AND I FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU, I LOVED EVERY MOMENT WITH YOU AND I WAS THE HAPPIEST WOMAN IN EARTH.
BUT ONE DAY EVERYTHING DISAPPEAR, ONE DAY YOU WERE DRUNK AND STARTED TO SAY A LOT OF THINGS THAT HURTS ME IN A WAY THAT I CAN'T LIVE WITH, I THOUGHT I COULD BUT I REALIZE NOW THAT IT'S IMPOSSIBLE.
YOU SAID THINGS THAT HURTS OTHERS JUST TO PROTECT YOURSELF; YOU SCARED ME SO MUCH THAT THIS LETTER IS THE END.
I WAS DEEPLY IN LOVE UNTIL THAT NIGHT WHEN YOU MADE ME FEEL LIKE SHIT, SO HUMILIATED.
THE TWO WEEKS BEFORE MY DEPARTURE I TRY SO HARD TO FIND AGAIN MY LOVE, TO FIND THAT THING THAT MADE ME FALL IN LOVE, AND ALL I FOUND WAS ANGER AND A POOR SELF-ESTEEM, SO THIS IS THE END, THIS IS THE WAY I FOUND TO TELL YOU...BYE, IT'S OVER FOR US IF THAT WORD EVER EXISTED.