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we're not kids anymore.

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Gordita, pero soy muy buena gente.
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Alguna vez me gustaría escuchar tu versión de nuestra historia.
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Tengo ganas de hacer un grupo de whatsapp de chavas desconocidas donde hablemos de cosas que no podemos hablar con nuestros amigos o amigas. Si quieren mandenme su numero con código de área.
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Me gustó mucho haber soñado contigo anoche.
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I didn't fall in love with your eyes. I fell in love with the way you look at me.
Si tu puedes dejar de amarla, entonces realmente nunca la amaste en lo absoluto. El amor no funciona de esa manera. Si alguna vez amas realmente a alguien, entonces nunca se va. Puede convertirse en algo más. Existen diferentes tipos de amor. Incluso puede convertirse en odio -una línea delgada y todo eso- y, en verdad, el odio es sólo otra forma de que te importe.
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“¿Porqué? ¿Porqué no te das cuenta que te amo? A caso mi mirada no demuestra lo mucho que deseo tenerte..”
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“Comprendo que tus besos jamás han de ser míos, comprendo que en tus ojos no me he de ver jamás. Y te amo y en mis locos y ardientes desvarios bendigo tus desdenes, adoro tus desvíos, y en vez de amarte menos te quiero mucho más…”
— Manuel Acuña
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I've been away from this blog because I really try to forget about him. And also because I went to Spain and Colombia for volunteering. (It counts a lot in my career) And I arrived to my city yesterday. Because today I had to go to the college for my papers of the next semester and well I didn't expect I would meet him and he ask me how I was doing in Spain and he is so proud of me about it, so he asked me to go to his office to talk better and tell him all I lived there and well We was like an hour talking about each other. I can't explain the feelings I had when i saw him again. I've been missing him more than I thought. And I'm happier because of the fact to saw him again than when I traveled.
And I fell in love with him. It’s that simple. I just fell in love with him. And it wasn’t because of his eyes nor his cheeks or his lips nor his body or anything like that. It wasn’t because he was my dream come true. It wasn’t because he didn’t have any flaws. Oh, he was flawed, he was. I did not have any reason, really. I just fell in love. I looked at him and the only thought that was running through my head was how badly I wanted him to be mine.
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