c.c.s

One day, you’ll remember the girl who loved you so much that she forgot to love herself. You’ll remember her when you wake up, when you eat, when you’re about to sleep. She will be your greatest nightmare. You will be the one crying, and she will be the one happy with someone else.
One day, you’ll regret losing her. You lost the girl who did everything for you. You lost the girl who was always there for you when no one else is. You lost her because of your ego. You lost the girl who stayed by your side even if you threw harsh words to her. You lost the girl who tried to understand you when she needed you and you were not there.
One day, you’ll realize that she was the one for you. The girl who stood by your side even if you don’t appreciate her. The girl you chose to let go because you’re full of pride. One day, you’ll realize that the girl you screwed up and left for another girl, was the girl who kept on fighting and defending you when she hears gossips about you.
One day, you’ll see her happy and contented with the life she have when you left her. She will thank you for letting her go and for making her realize she is worth of something so much better, that there is someone out there who is willing to do everything for her. She will look into your eyes with no feelings for you at all.
One day, when you see her, you will feel like you’ve been stabbed in your heart a millions times for giving up on her. And when that day comes, no matter what you do, no matter what you say to her, it will not make sense because she was already done spending years of her life trying to make you love her as she loved you…. But you didn’t.
—  C.C.S via The Artidope
Los ojos de mi Princesa
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-Imagina que los sobrevivientes de un naufragio quedan a la deriva. Después de muchas horas, el agua del mar les parece apetitosa. Quienes la beben, en vez de mitigar su sed, la aumentan, al grado de enloquecer, y mueren mas rápido. La pornografía, el alcohol, la droga y el libertinaje sexual son como el agua de mar. Si quieres destruir tu vida, bébela…. 

-No quiero destruir mi vida, ¡pero sigo teniendo sed!

-Encuentra agua pura.

-¿Donde?

-¡Pide que llueva!

-¿Como?

-Busca el amor.

-No te entiendo.

Carlos Cuauhtémoc Sánchez.