You told me to write our story...

What you don't know is that this story doesn't have a happy ending, not even a happy beginning, well to make it worst, even the development was a forgerie.
What a dissapointemt we are. How naive have we allowed to be...
Am not the person you thought i was and you are not the perfect man you made me believe all these years.
He is always right, is a mystery how he does it, but one day on the near future, I will remember his words and regret not listening.
I met you like normal people do, a random day at a normal situation. We spoke about trivial stuff with no rush until the day came and after that night of talking and dancing we never separated. That evening you asked me for a kiss and I refused. I wonder what you saw in me...There was something off.
In matter of days you met the crazy ''me" . We used to talk but mostly make out till midnight. My parents hated those days, they said i was disrespectful and they were right, I didnt care about anything.
We were about to brake up a couple of months later, but I couldn't. When I looked at you, my eyes burst into tears.
But you got under my skin. During the first year i remember saying that we had the Kind of relationship I always wanted.

Actually nothing in between matters anymore...So much happiness, so much perfection could not be real, and it wasn't.