Monday, December 13, 2004
I’m aware of your plan to walk off. Do as you please. If he has given you more love and has successfully filled your life with joy, I’ll just have to accept my defeat. There’s no need for you to feel bad for me. Go on if you must. I’ll stay behind. Come to me when you need someone to talk to, for I’ll listen with pleasure.
However, I had hoped you would stick around for a long time. Alas, water, like time, must run its course. You don’t have to stay any longer to hear me out. I won’t hold it against you that you have found happiness elsewhere. Rejoice on one of the beauties of life — love. My turn will come later, with or without you. Life must go on. Someone will come and take your place, if need be. In the meantime, give me time and space to cope with my defeat…
(5), (6), (7), (8)
Seré un buen perdedor…
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