Once was a girl who believed in the power of love, that he had faith that one day she would be matched by the boy whose loved it so much. With each passing day, it was closer to the boy, but also hurt more. She cried every day, her friends asked her to forget it, but the girl didn’t want to forget it. She spent two whole weeks crying all day,and every time I saw him, she tried to get closer. Over time they became best friends, brothers. He had a girlfriend who didn’t love him for real. One day his girlfriend came and told the girl that had betrayed him with three other boys. The girl kept secret, but he choked her secret too, so to ease the pain of thinking that his love was betrayed best friend, she began to cut. Her friends thought she was already on the edge, not to do something she could make things worse, maybe going to death. But they didn’t know why she was cutting, they thought it was the ball boy did not pay much for it... But it wasn’t. It was the suffocation from having to know that he was being fooled by a stupid girl and couldn’t do anything. You must wonder why she never told him and, doesn’t it? She was so afraid. She thought maybe he would not believe it, because he knew she liked him, so he could get what she wanted to separate them. But it wasn’t... She could not stand, then told him that she was trying to cut some time, showed her scratched wrists…What did he back down. The girl was no hope that love does not exist, what did she fake your feelings. For two weeks she suffered in silence. Her friends thought it was gone, and she was fine and had forgotten it. Well, until she found it. But it wasn’t what happened. She kept cutting herself, crying every night, her grades in school fell by half, she ran away from home, fought with his family, arrived at the bottom. That's when she made a decision. Sent a note to him, seeking friendship again, promising not to cut more and also promised not to interfere in his relationship and the other girl. A week went by and she took courage to tell him about the betrayal. He was at her house, and then talked. She said he, said everything right, word for word that the girl had said. He started laughing and said: "Thanks for telling me, even required, I needed to have this news." The girl was clueless, but still left questions. The next day, he and the girl went to talk to each traitor truths. He said a few things and left the two finish the discussion. Then the girl watched from afar his conversation and a friend of another girl. And suddenly he saw what he needed. With a lip reading she understood the phrase: "It's all over." His heart did not know was given a slap on your face, or if he was happy. All she knew was that after three months she could be crying a little bit happy, not having to see your best friend be deceived by a clumsy girl who only hurt you. That same day was a silence. Aside from the jokes that his friends made by calling the boy "horned, horns, horns." He was badly shaken in those 24 hours and she very worried about her reaction. The other day he came and told her: "What can I do to thank you?" Several answers have gone through her head, which confused replied: "Nothing you do not want, do what you want." He replied: "I know what to do... Soon you will know." That same day, the girl wrote a text, saying it gave hope to her, not even talking about what he would do, she felt it would be good. So the other day he went to her house together with other friends of theirs. And he did say. He said he loved her and always loved that this time along with the other girl, who was he really liked it and now wanted to compensate for the wasted three months. This happened two weeks ago. And the girl of the text, is me. Today these scratches on my wrists just remind me of a time that does not want to go back, but that served as a lesson for all those who did not believe. And the last word heard from him was "I love you."
