[Eng|Spa] Why did you hate me for who I was? | Por qué me odiaste al ser quien era?

I always had certain doubts, one day you acted affectionate, the other you were different and distant. You told me that you loved me very much, I do not deny that you did many things for me, for which I will always be grateful. It is assumed that when you love someone, you love them as they were from the beginning, you fell in love with their charisma, sympathy, eyes, gaze and lips, you expressed how unique they were and the glow they emanated, and the will to live that you explored, the first time you looked at me you said you felt a great emotion and my hair was a love trap, I was like that from head to toe. But in spite of that it was not enough, you never knew well how your feelings were, I did not cure you, I could not be your medicine, there was already left on your side but you did not want me to help you, and what remained were the ashes already burned, your new faith faded when the brightness that characterized it was extinguished.

Thousands of poems and memories were left in oblivion. I remember hating you a thousand times, I remember suffering certain moments and methods that you applied on me as a learning method, I learned, but I hated it, they were mental tortures every night, I made many mistakes, I lost myself, I lost my essence, I lost who I was from the beginning, the one you fell in love with left and from there I tore you to pieces, I am not proud, but the judgment I lost made me go out of my mind. I cried many nights, I fought with myself, it seemed that I didn't learn, that I didn't care, but that's how it was. Finally one day I woke up, you already had a new love, a new life, I assumed it. I saw you happy, I appreciate that you are better, and what you taught me, but I will never understand, why you made me change, why you hated who I was from the beginning, did it really make you fall in love, did you lie?

I really don't want to ask anymore

Wherever you are, I wish you the best, I learned many things in my loneliness.

Loneliness can be good and bad at the same time, like all excesses.

I learned that I should not depend on anyone, I should not depend on what you think, nor on what seems best to you and is not beneficial to me.

I learned that I should not change the good things about me, maybe you felt somewhat overshadowed, I know you did not manage to change at all, but you did the best you could and that is what matters.

I learned that I should not let anyone trample, insult or massacre me.

I learned that not everything is going to be you all the time, sometimes it's me, sometimes it's family, sometimes it's friends.

I learned not to let myself be manipulated

And finally I learned, that living without you is not and was not the end of the world, someone will come to love me, and the idea is that they won't love me like you did.

Siempre tuve ciertas dudas, un dia actuabas cariñoso, al otro eras diferente y distante. Me decias que me amabas muchisimo, no niego que hiciste muchas cosas por mi, las cuales te sere siempre agradecida. Se supone que cuando amas a alguien, lo amas como era desde el principio, te enamoró su carisma, simpatía, ojos, mirada y labios, expresabas lo única que era y el brillo que emanaba, y las ganas de vivir que explorabas, la primera vez que me miraste dijiste que sentiste una gran emoción y mi cabello era una trampa de amor, asi era de pies a cabeza. Pero a pesar de ello no fue suficiente, nunca supiste bien como eran tus sentimientos, no te curé, no pude ser tu medicina, quedaba ya de tu parte pero no quisiste que te ayudara, y lo que quedaban eran las cenizas ya quemadas, tu nueva fé se desvaneció al apagar el brillo que la caracterizaba.

Miles de poemas y recuerdos quedaron en el olvido. Recuerdo odiarte mil veces, recuerdo sufrir ciertos momentos y métodos que aplicabas en mi como método de aprendizaje, aprendí, pero lo detesté, fueron torturas mentales de cada noche, cometí muchos errores, me perdí a mi misma, perdí mi esencia, perdi a quien era desde un principio, se fué de quien te enamoraste y a partir de allí te hice pedazos, no me enorgullezco, pero el juicio que perdí me hizo irme de mis cabales. Lloré muchas noches, luché conmigo misma, parecía que no aprendía, que no me interesaba, pero así era. Finalmente un día desperté, ya tenias un nuevo amor, una nueva vida, lo asumí. Te ví feliz, agradezco que estés mejor, y lo que me enseñaste, pero nunca entenderé, ¿Por qué me hiciste cambiar, por qué odiaste el ser quien era desde un principio? ¿realmente te enamoró? ¿mentiste?

Realmente no quiero preguntarlo más

Donde quiera que estés, te deseo lo mejor, aprendí muchas cosas en mi soledad.

La soledad puede ser buena y mala a la vez, como todos los excesos.

Aprendí que no debo depender de nadie, no debo depender de lo que pienses, ni de lo que te parezca mejor a ti y no sea beneficioso para mi.

Aprendí que no debo cambiar las cosas buenas de mi, quizás te sentiste algo opacado, se que no lograste cambiar del todo, pero hiciste lo mejor que pudiste y eso es lo que importa.

Aprendí que no debo dejar que nadie me pisotee, insulte ni masacre.

Aprendí que no todo vas a ser tú todo el tiempo, a veces soy yo, a veces es la familia, a veces son los amigos.

Aprendí a no dejarme manipular

Y por último aprendí, que vivir sin ti no es ni fue el fin del mundo, llegará alguien que me ame, y la idea es que no me ame como tu lo hiciste.