enamorada del pasado.

enamorada del pasado.

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creada por una chilena. -------------------------------- que lata es seguir enganchada con un loco que ya me supero, es como penca ser la mina que se enamoro de una ilusión del imposible, hablarle y seguir sintiendo algo por el. si, weona de mi dañándome a mi misma con el dolor del imposible de que me vuelva a amar sabiendo que el imposible es la respuesta mas confiable en estos momentos. 🌺 que me consuman las drogas, el alcohol, las peleas, y los bares y ¿no pueda consumir una relación sana con el que tanto amo? 🖤 mala cuea la mía de vivir en mis zapatos viviendo en el presente estancada en el pasado. 🖤 ¿enamorarse del imposible? ¿para que preguntar a esa persona que amo si me sigue amando, cuando fui un granito de arena en su vida?. la imposibilidad de olvidarte me consume, no logro remplazare ni con alguien ni con tiempo. estoy llegando a la conclusión que seré esa persona que se quedara con las palabras del pasado sin vivir el presente de mi vida. PD:si eres muy sensible con los temas de drogas y agresion verval o malas palabras no te recomiendo seguir leyendo esta historia, gracias😘.
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"May I join you?" He sat down before I even said anything, I looked at him and carried on with what I was doing. "Want to hear a fun fact?" "My sister used to work at this place, she loved working here, she met the people she loved here" He said while looking around the place. "I wasn't ready you know? Like she was here and now she is just gone. Forever" I let out a sarcastic laugh Me" I know what you mean" I ordered four more tequilas, and paid for them. "Fuck life" He smiled, I pushed two tequilas his way and downed mine. Me" I have to go, it was nice meeting you sir" I pat his back and then grabbed my things. "You from England?" "The accent" I nodded Me" Well I'm from Cape Town but I moved to England when I was 6 years old with my Aunt." He also got up from his chair "Enjoy your vacation" I shrugged Me" I'm actually here for a funeral and my brother is getting married two weeks after that" He laughed "Isn't there a movie about that?" I laughed too "There is, I really have to go. It was nice meeting you" He said Me" Goodnight" He smiled "Goodnight" I laughed because Qhama really didn't recognize me and I feel stupid, because in a room full of people. He would be the only person I recognize, I guess I don't matter anymore.

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