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I don’t even know how to start this letter. Last time I wrote to you, I told you that I’d probably not write to you again so soon because my life was great. Everything changed yesterday. Charlie left me. He just left me and blocked me. There is nothing I can do. I wasn’t expecting that at all. And I wasn’t expecting it to hurt as much as it did. I felt as if the Earth was falling on me. I was shocked, I didn’t know what to do. Do you know that scary feeling that you have when you are doing something wrong and you think that you were caught? Then for some seconds you lose control and you just stay still with no reaction? That was what I felt. Except I wasn’t doing anything wrong. And it lasted way more than some seconds. I always said that suffering for love is ridiculous, but I guess I’ve never loved anyone as much as I loved Charlie. It is ridiculous, but you just can’t help it. I couldn’t help but crying. I couldn’t stop thinking that I spent my life not being able to love anyone, and when I finally did, I got locked inside a dark and empty cave while the only person I cared about was outside the cave not giving a shit about me. One of my qualities is that I can rebuild my world as fast as someone can destroy it. After a few hours crying, I finally could see that Charlie didn’t lock me inside a cave: he was the cave. I’m free now. I guess I can do better. Maybe not yet, but I guess I can. I don’t want to talk to him again, because I know we will end up arguing and I will get hurt again. My heart can’t stand it anymore. I guess it’s time to move on. This is probably the last time I’m writting about Charlie and I hope it sounds as a happy ending. I learned an important lesson: girls are not princesses in a tower waiting for love to set them free. Girls are free, love is the tower. If you start climbing this tower with the wrong person, this person will probably let you fall. And it will hurt. But you will be free again, and able to do better. The tower is amazing if you can actually get on top of it and stay there, but that doesn’t mean that the world down here is a bad place. It’s great, it’s fun. Lovely. Everything happens at its time. Things didn’t work between Charlie and I, so I guess it was never meant to happen. Now it’s time to think about what matters: my future. I am sure that climbing this tower is part of it. But not now, and not with Charlie. I’m still trying to figure a way to be infinite without him, since he was with me all the times that I’ve been infinite. I will let you know if I think of something.