Bésala a ella, no a mi.

Bésala a ella, no a mi.

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Last published Mon, Jun 10, 2019

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- ¿Qué pasaría si te digiera que me he enamorado, Melania? - ¿Sinceramente?, que te volverás una estúpida mi querida Andra. -Entonces mi querida mejor amiga, me declaro una estúpida, y todo gracias a Lionel. Con tan solo que ella lo nombrarla puede sentir como se me estrujaba mi corazón. ¿porque me pasa esto a mí? como puede ser posible que a Andra le guste el mismo chico que a mí. Creo que será mejor callarme sobre mis sentimientos, aunque me duela me quedare en silencio. Lo mejor será que la apoye a ella y dejar mi amor oculto dentro de mi corazón. ¿Eso es lo que hacen las mejores amigas no? apoyarse mutuamente sin importar que, o eso es lo que yo quisiera hacer. sinceramente esto sera muy jodido, aunque haré lo que sea que dicte mi corazón no me importara si con ello me destruya a mi misma. ¿que será más fuerte? ¿la amistad o el amor? Yo la verdad todavía no lo sé, pero podemos descubrirlo juntos.

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