quarta-feira, 5 de dezembro de 2012

Um dia essa abstinência vai passar.

Carta escrita dia 29 de setembro de 2012

                     Hi, how are you? Well, this freak me out, don't know how you are, I don't know where have you been, if you're happy or even if you're alive... I'll tell you the truth, I don't think about you everyday, I can spend a week without think about you, the past, us or feelings... But when I think, look like everything came out.
                     I know that I asked you to get out and I want you to stay where you are, far away from me, but I can't stop thinking about you sometimes. You hurt me, you hurt me really bad, but in the same time, you made me happy, you made me realize that I'm not the worst person in the world, you made me see so many good things about myself, I miss that, you know? What you made me feel, I miss someone saying that I'm important, someone who would listen to me without judge me, but even if I came back (like we did some months ago), this feeling won't come back, not anymore. Yeah, we had a huge story, but we broke promises, we lied to each other, everybody said that "forever never last forever", but we used to think that this was bullshit, that no one could stop us, but we did it to ourself right? We stoped us, lies stoped us...
                      When I thinks about the past, about our conversations, our jokes and laughts, look like that wasn't me, look like I was watching a girl doing that, well... wasn't you too, not who I tought you was, this hurt really bad, you know? Think that I knew someone, this make me feel so stupid... How many times your friends made jokes about me? Everything was there, all the time was everything between the lines, how I didn't see? The way that A***n called you, like he was always trying to remember that your name was 'another', I can't even write your fake name, sometimes I think that this  is some part of me that won't believe that you lied about yourself and you still lying, that was the reason for me to get out, sometimes I think that you will never understand that lies are the worst thing in the world, and I feel sorry about you, 'cause you never, like ever will get on your life with all this lies on your back.
                        I want you to be happy, like I said to you, I hope that someday I'll see you, in the shopping with your wife, who will be someone wonderful, and she will love you more than I did and you will love her back, I really hope that this will happen, 'cause I never wanted your misery, even now that I have so many scars, I have some part of me that still care for you and everyone diserves a second chance to go on our lifes, you deserve, I deserve and even with all that past and all that pain, I need o feel that you're happy without me, sometime I feel that I need you to be happy, I feel guilty about all the pain that you felt, you tried to tell and I know that, and after everything that I did in my life, who I'm to judge you or anyone? I'm nobody, I was such a liar as you.
                          In 2010, I spend all the year thinking was this thing happend, so I realized that I needed  to cry, to feel the pain, to pay for my wrongs and to realized that I'm strong enough to care about myself, to stand up alone, I needed  your lies to be who I'm now.
                          So thanks, I will never come back to your life, I'll never talk to you again but I really hope that you're alive, health and happy, please don't never let someone change you, don't fight with who you're, 'cause this made you wonderful, people brave and open-minded like you are the treasures of the world and please, this is the only two things that I ask you to do: don't lie again, 'cause this will over you and please, be happy.
                                                                                                               Sincerely,
                                                                                                                               Vegetariana.