No puedo amarte.

No puedo amarte.

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Mi nombre es Adri. Tengo 23 años y soy estúpidamente egoísta. ¿Por qué no lo acepto? ¿Por que si el me ama no estoy con el? ¿Por qué no lo amo también? ¿Por qué? No quiero enamorarme, ni de él ni de nadie más. No entiendo como siendo tan jóvenes nos han hecho tanto daño. Es arriesgado, ¿me arriesgo o simplemente me quedo aquí viendo como la gente conoce al amor y después el mismo amor los apuñala? No es miedo, o tal vez si. Ya no sé y me da absolutamente igual. Cuando todo empieza a marchar bien, ¡cuidado! La vida te esta haciendo una emboscada.
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