DOOMED YURI STORYTIME!!1!!!11111

Well, today I'm going to tell you my "failed" love story with my best friend (it's a bit long BUT I SWEAR IT WILL BE WORTH READING, it also has a Spanish version, if you know Spanish I recommend you read that one)

(ENGLISH VER)

Okay, it all started in elementary school, I was a "weird" person who would sit on a bench while reflecting on life or reading a book (it was autism lol)

then a girl approached me, asked me why I was alone, I told her I wanted to be in a calm place, and thanks to that question (a bit sad but it was a great start to our friendship)

Since then we've started a strong friendship since we shared things, for example, she was very good at drawing compared to my crappy drawings (lol) she was also very pretty despite being a bit "chubby" and I really liked her style of humor, her way of dressing (although now it makes her very ashamed to remember it) and her voice was beautiful and I remember her with much love

We also made a lot of memories, like our birthdays, outings together or with other friends, sleepovers (every time I think about that time we had THAT sleepover, I wanted to sleep next to her even though we were just friends and I had my own bed).

Here's our downfall. Just so you know (because this is important), my friend's parents are divorced, and in the city where I live, she's with her father (although he doesn't take care of her, and her grandparents are the ones who take care of her). Within about three years, she moved to another city to be with her mother, so it really hurt when she had to go with her mother. From then on, my entire relationship with her deteriorated. We didn't talk as much as we used to, and she had her own life there, while I was somewhat depressed about mine.

I also realized I was starting to fall in love with her. I was somewhat confused about my sexuality, since I wasn't just into women (for now, I'm fine with my sexuality being genderfluid and pansexual). My friend was already comfortable with hers (being bisexual and nonbinary, although I don't know if she's still nonbinary, so I'll refer to her as a woman).

What broke me the most were her partners and the people she liked (for example, one of her crushes was my best friend's twin, but it was like a mini-joke—not a joke). I remember when she told me about her first partner (I think).

She sent me a few messages telling me she had good news for me. I was excited to find out what it was, and then... she told me she had a girlfriend.

I told her I was proud of her and wished her the best of luck with the girl she loves. I lied. While I was writing the messages and seeing hers, I was breaking down inside. I cried silently while I replied. When I finished talking to her, I put a pillow over my face so my family wouldn't hear me and started crying loudly.

In the end, she told me she broke up with her because she was very toxic. I told her it was the right thing to leave her and that if anyone was toxic with her, she should talk to me even though she lives far away.

After a long time, she had a new partner, a boy. I was happy for her because she would have someone to take care of her.

(SPANISH VER)

Okey, todo empezo en primaria, yo era una "rara" que se sentaba en un banco mientras reflexionaba de la vida o me ponia a leer un libro (era autismo loool) 

entonces una niña se me acerco, me pregunto porque estaba sola, le dije que queria estar en un lugar calmado, y gracias a esa pregunta (algo triste pero fue un gran comienzo para nuestra amistad)

Desde entonces hemos empezado una fuerte amistad ya que compartiamos cosas como ejemplo, ella era muy buena dibujando a comparacion de mis Dibujos de mierda (lol)  tambien era muy linda apesar de ser algo "gordita" y me gustaba mucho su estilo de humor, de vestir (aunque ahora le de mucha pena recordarlo) y su voz era hermosa y la recordo con mucho amor 

Tambien hicimos muchos recuerdos, como nuestros cumpleaños, salidas juntas o con mas amigos, pijamadas (cada que me acuerdo esa vez que tuvimos ESA pijamada, me daban ganas de dormir junto a ella apesar de que eramos solo amigas y tenia mi propia cama)

Aqui va nuestra decaida, Para que sepan (porque esto es importante) mi amiga es de padres divorciados, y en la ciudad donde vivo ella esta con su padre (aunque no la cuida y sus abuelos son los que la cuidan) y en el lapso de unos 3 años, ella se va a otra ciudad para estar con su madre, asi que me dolio mucho cuando ella se tuvo que ir con su madre. Desde ahi toda mi relacion con ella se decayo, ya no hablabamos mucho como lo haciamos antes y ella tenia su propia vida ahi armada mientras yo estaba algo depresiba con mi vida.

tambien me di cuenta de que me estaba empezando a enamorarme de ella, yo estaba algo confundida con mi sexualidad, ya que no me gustaban solo las mujeres (por ahora, estoy muy bien con mi sexualidad siendo genero fluido y pansexual) mi amiga ya se sentia comoda con la suya (siendo bisexual y no binario, aunque no se si sigue siendo no binario, me la referire como mujer)

Lo que MAS me rompio fueron sus parejas y la gente que le gustaba (como ejemplo, uno de sus crushes fue el gemelo de mi mejor amigo, pero era como una mini broma-no broma) recuerdo cuando me dijo de su primera pareja (creo)

Ella me hablo por mi telefono, me envio unos mensajes contandome que me tenia una buena noticia, yo estaba emocionada por saber cual era, y entonces...me conto que tenia una novia.

le dije que estaba orgullosa de ella y que le deseaba mucha suerte con esa chica con la que ama, menti, mientras escribia los mensajes y veia los suyos, me derrumbaba por dentro, lloraba en silencio mientras le respondia y cuando termine de hablar con ella, me puse una almohada en la cara para que no me escuchara mi familia y empeze a llorar fuerte.

al final, ella me conto que termino con ella ya que era muy toxica, yo le dije que fue correcto que la dejara y que si alguien era toxico con ella, que me hablara apesar de que ella vive lejos.

despues de muuuucho tiempo, ella tuvo una nueva pareja, un chico, yo estaba feliz por ella ya que tendria a alguien que la cuidara.

Actualmente nos seguimos hablando (en algunos momentos) y me conto que en diciembre regresara a la ciudad devuelta, me alegro mucho que regresara, y apesar de que no ya no estoy enamorada de ella, me gusta que este devuelta.