Me and You

Sequel

One and a half month later.

I tried to get used to the idea that I was never going to talk with you again. I really tried. I knew that I was a monster in your mind.

I mean, you said you like me and then I just left. Not even a goodbye, nothing. This wasn't fair for you. I recognised that to myself but I didn't wanted to come back to you. I didn't want you to feel that I was joking with you.

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I had good time with my boyfriend, I can't undo that. But every time we had a little disagreement, we would have ended up with a conflict which came up from nowhere. 

And every time the things were aggravating, with me there telling him to calm down and treat me like his girlfriend and not his enemy. 

Oh, I wish I could count how many times I listened him saying: "Forgive me baby, next time I won't act like this". And how many times, after this, his behavior exceeded the limits.

[...]

After telling him the news that a scholarship from a collage in another country was awarded to me, he acted so dumb. He got mad at me because, as he was claiming, he was afraid of losing me.

I was looking forward to tell him that as soon as possible and he didn't even congratulate me or share a small piece of my happiness.

"If I were you, I wouldn't accept the scholarship.", "Are you going to put your career over me?" and "You are like everyone else and I thought you made the the difference" are some of the things he said. 

But guess what, he wasn't me. And I had to choose me, for the first time. Not the career but me.

I couldn't forgive that mistake. I really gave it a chance.

I just couldn't. Not this time.