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ccept being with someone else because to me nobody would ever look to him as a person and how they treat me, two years after the relationship ended. The first day I went with scarves everywhere, was a walking snot, all songs and smells seemed to conspire against me, I sent a few emails trying to share the sadness I felt (share because he was the one that left me and no one else could - in my head confused - understand how I felt more than he, although he was good because I finally did what he wanted a) and received the worst response; About girls; year and a half I could have finished me feel numb, making eye contact, talk to him, touch him and see that person and no longer part of me, my feelings, my happiness, of me at all, it is very strange to see someone that made you so happy and I did so much good as a stranger, your body, your mind corazóny fail together what he was and represented be a person, someone who "already" and all these thoughts, today I am trying to start something with someone I do not know if I can see it as something serious, I really do not know, but I realized that I have traces of that being that it happened, I have a balanceemotional page than many things but it is impossible not to throw a few things in there, yesterday afternoon, I happened. With a single word jump everything I had inside me, my insecurities, my fears, my vulnerability, I spit it all with words and babbling that he did not understand where it went, although acalmo my internal storm and minutes later I had mimandome in any form and meaning of the word, I realized that even accepting that the time doing her thing, some things are forever, but a eternal love, the pain was not that what is there, present in one.

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