A falta que senti.

"Eu tive um amor,mas foi a dor quem me ensinou a ser quem sou."

I thought i could figure you out, now I guess can't

I guess that after all that you’ve done and after all you have told me I learnt that love is not something that happens. I guess that now I believe that love is something that u build and feel growing inside you everyday that you see that someone cares about you.
I reckon you might be thinking that I don’t really love you, but I do, because you were the first one to listen and do what I was asking for. Maybe the point was that you was into me, and I have never lived something like this. Be in the position of being loved with no regrets, with no plans just with a heart. I guess that sometimes you was squeezing me to tight and I just couldn’t find a way to tell you without hurting you, so I held my breath as much as I could till the day I needed to breath. I hope that someday you can understand that this is the way that I work. That’s how I love, not more or less that the feeling that you had, but I love with less kisses and more feelings that comes through the eyes. I guess it doesn’t matter anymore but I do miss you. I really care about you, and it really hurts when you don’t answer me. I won’t ask you to do it if it feels uncomfortable, but some times just let me know that you still remember that we have a deal. I guess we told that we gonna be friends in the better way possible! Sorry for trying to make you be something that you didn’t want to. I guess it did hurt, but you did it. And I guess that I MUST confess that I could never ever say/think that you would be able to write such a beautiful thing as you did. By the end of that letters, I had a completely different view of you. I guess that if you have told me, or if I have seen you like this before…I guess we would be…I guess, I guess….I’m sure you are unique.