I just watched a film about us. It's the first time in my entire life that I watch a film and I can relate with the love struggle between the characters. Because you're the first one, pollo.
How they said their last goodbyes at the train station, how they cried while putting their hearts on words, how mad and angry she went when he disappeared...
Although, I don't like that I'm loosing my resentment about what you did, because you did wrong.
But, I don't know. Maybe it's my heart melted after the film, or maybe it's that I'm finishing my healing process.
I could perfectly forgive you. I could see myself giving you another chance. Would it work? Probably no.
