This is a story about two people, two friends, two lovers.
It start as a joyful story, but in the second chapter it turns to be a bit angst and sad.
In the story Luz narrates her live alongside Amity, since they met when they were 18 years old until...
That's when ------------------------------------------
Her siblings died in a car crash.
It were a car ancident. A truck collided into them on the freeway. They died in the crash, they didn't make it to the hospital. They were 22 at the time.
She was completely devastated, utterly sad. Her parents, though, were even more devastated. They didn't go out in weeks, barely eating. They had given up.
So she moved out of the state, back home, to take care of them. She cut ties with everyone when she left. Even with me. I didn't see her for a while after that.
It was a lot of time not knowing anything about her. And it made me anxious sometimes. But she needed space.
And it didn't make me mad. I understood she need to do that. She wasn't able to handle any kind of relationship, besides the one with her family.
After a couple month she came back.
But as I said, something broke inside her and nothing was the same.
Before the accident she was a very happy, jovial girl. We used to make jokes all the time when we hung out, we used to laugh at even the slightly funny and tiny things. She was positive about what the future holds, planning all the things she wanted to do. But all those plans were no good after that. She was quieter, sadder, with no hopes. She had changed.
She didn't wanna go out anymore. She just woke up in the mornings and went to class, almost always without having breakfast, and then she would go back to her room.
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I tried to take her out from time to time, and i tried making her eat, at least the minimum necessary for her to not fell sick.
I wanted to be there for her more than anything, and I tried to be there for her, I spent all my free time with her, I skip some classes to take care of her if necessary. I wanted to see her happy, to see her smiling again. I tried to make some jokes sometimes, only to be rewarded with indifference.
I wanted to help her heal, whatever it took.
I would have give up the world just so she could be like she used to be, even if it was just for one day.
But I couldn't. I couldn't do anything. I was trying so hard, i was trying my best. And yet, it was useless. Or at least that was what it seems like. And that was eating me from the inside. That hurt more than anything in the world have ever hurt.
And that was when.
That was when I realized I was in love with her. That was when I realized I was madly in love with her.
It hurt me a little that i didn't realize until then. That all of this had to happen for me to realize. How blind could I be? I wished I would have realized before. Before she had changed, before she left, before all this happened...before the accident.
Then, maybe, I could've told her. Maybe we could've been together. And that way, maybe I could have been able to be there for her through all this hell.
But i didn't. And I curse myself for it. Everyday. Everything could've been different. Everything would be different.
Just if I had realized.
But once again, what's done is done, and it can't be changed.
