ʟᴇᴛ ɪᴛ ɢᴏ| Christian Pulisic

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-Anna, please stop," I hear him say to me, watching him try to make me stop. But I had already made my decision, I would go somewhere else. I couldn't take this pressure of being the girlfriend of the great Christian Pulisic, I didn't want to do it, I loved him too much but, I wasn't going to give up his life for me, he loved football. I know I'm being selfish.

-Love, what's wrong?" he asks me with tears in his eyes, seeing him in that state kills me but I can't take it anymore, he tries to come closer, he tries to hug me. I push him away.

But my suitcase was already packed, I look around the place, and I can't help but want to take back my decision, I don't know what I'll do from now on. I don't know what I would do without him, but I can't do it anymore. I walk past him, he grabs my wrist and says in a completely broken voice, "Anna, please," I whisper a small "I can't." I walk out of the place I call home. I walk out of the place I call home, without looking back.

The taxi comes for me, James Bay's song "Let it go" is playing on the radio and I can't help but feel that this is our song.

(...)

I knew Christian isn't playing like he used to play, he the news said he wasn't smiling, he wasn't joking, he wasn't himself. I was on the same path, I cut my hair, I gave up the piano, Remembering every single thing we did together: staying up together, and waking up together, the Elegant nights. The long talks on the way home. it hurt me. I meet one of his friends

- Anna?" one of Christian's teammates asks.

-Hi, Ben," I say, trying to smile, and add, "Can I ask your advice?

- Of course you can.

(...)

-Christian," I say, approaching him and add: "I'm so sorry, God I know I should have told you I was feeling too much pressure, I'm sorry to leave you without any explanation.

- Anna- He says his face is serious, his voice is cold. "I forgive you."

And that's all I needed to hear.

From walking home and talking loads

To seeing shows in evening clothes with you

From nervous touch and getting drunk

To staying up and waking up with you.

....

I used to recognize myself

It's funny how reflections change

When we're becoming something else

I think it's time to walk away

So come on, let it go

James Bay

Let It Go