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.