When you find that care is no longer pure, or disinterested, and perhaps never was. Not strengthened by the deal, but that open gaps, but still survives a feeling carried by inertia, for memories, because the weather that accompanies you are overweight.
Then spend your period of mourning, a change of perspective, a relocation of that person in the box that corresponds to your scale of values-among disillusioned and angry, and talking to herself saying aloud everything that you thought but had never spoken to avoid more serious confrontations. And is that basically it does not matter if everyone is like. Perhaps it was
friendship.
Although the only thing that comes to my mind is estrujármela and try to discover if I could do or fail at something. The truth is that the moment of truth, I felt that void ... unconditionally instead I have given everything and more, I have even given up for her in many difficult situations. Why? Because they thought it was a good friend ...
several weeks trying to expel this disappointment and did not know how to explain.
I hope and I will try it out of my head ...
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