Parte 1 remembering the past

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Today I woke up and saw the sky cloudy with rain clouds, I closed my eyes slowly and started to look back at everything I experienced when I was 16 years old, and I remembered my first person, the person I fell in love with. I haven't seen him in years and I went to the same school for years. We knew each other since kindergarten, we were the best of friends. In high school we both went to a different school and when I saw him again he was no longer the same child, there was something different about him; he was very serious, reserved, cold, but he was still naughty ha, ha, ha, that's if he didn't go away. I know for a long time about everything we experienced, now I'm 26 years old, I like to remember him for the good times because I remember the damage he did because it wasn't good for him or me, I stopped seeing it when I turned 18, which was when we graduated from high school. Since then I don't know anything about him, but despite everything we experienced, I still have words stored inside my things that I never told him out of fear, perhaps, or nerves, but nothing anymore. That's what matters since, when I confessed what I felt, he rejected me in a cruel way. I never knew why because friends and teachers he and I trusted confessed to me that he liked me because sometimes he did notice certain looks and words.But what I will always ask myself is why did he have to be so cruel to me? If I came to love him in a super cute way, I suppose he was my Soul Mate since he broke me like a delicate porcelain doll which he didn't know how to take care of. But what hurt me the most is that he always lied to me because I don't know exactly I only know that it hurt me how he treated me. What saved me was that I met the love of my life and he made me heal the wounds of the past. It all started more or less one morning 8 years ago when I was getting everything ready. to go to school.....

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