Are you J.

Fusion of both.

I think, I think when it's all over, it just comes back and flashes, you know? It's like a kaleidoscope of memories, it just all comes back, but he never does. I think part of me knew the second I saw him that this would happen. It's not really anything he said or anything he did. It was the feeling that came along with it and the crazy thing is don't ever know if I'm gonna feel that way again. But I don't know if I should. I knew his world moved to fast and burned too bright. But I just thought: how can the devil be pulling you towards someone who looks so much like an angel when he smiles at you? Maybe he knew that when he saw me. I guess I just lost my balance. I think that the worst part of it all wasn't losing him, it was losing me.
I don't know... if you know who you are until you lose who you are.

S.
J.
Both.

J.

How can the devil be pulling you towards someone who looks so much like an angel when he smiles at you?

Evil

Eres como un demonio opresor que siempre me tiene presa del dolor, pero me agarro fuerte a ti porque tengo miedo de descubrir la asolación que me espera fuera.

Revelación

Tengo miedo. Miedo de pasar tres horas contigo y sufrir. Porque eso es lo que pasa. Si yo no confío en ti, en que puedas cambiar, y tu mismo me dijiste que tampoco eras capaz de confiar en ti.. que te queda? ... Me pregunto cada dia por qué me elegiste a mi para mostrar todo lo malo que tienes. Pensar qué fue exactamente lo que yo hice para desatarte. Si al menos lo supiera.. me lamentaría o intentaría corregirlo si aún te provoco esa sensaciòn. Porque yo no quiero esto. Y creo que tu tampoco. La frase: “creo que ya no podemos estar bien juntos“ me doliò bastante, y más cuando el problema eres tú. Proponte cambiar, o acabemos con esto de una vez. Porque la que deja de confiar en sí misma soy yo.