I know for a fact that I am a highly selfish woman. The only person's happiness that concerns me is my own. What I want is the most important thing in my life. At least, that's how it used to be...

I thought I could control it in the beginning. I wouldn't become attached. Plenty of people forgot the first person they kissed, or the even first person they slept with... eventually.

But I found myself being... drawn in.

Almost against my will, I found myself caring about you. What you thought, how you felt, became more and more important to me as time passed.
With every kiss and touch, I was losing myself and falling into you.

The words themselves still hurt for me to say. It's admitting that there's a part of me that is mine no longer-- a part that belongs to you.
I used to be a selfish woman. But now I don't think I can be anymore.

Te amo.
Or, if you want it in English... "I love you."

It hurts and it heals more than you can guess for me to say those words.

I hope it's enough.