My breath taken away

I was going through my email and cleaning out all the junk. I had deleted messages from old friends, jobs, the works. It then came time to delete the folder named "Bonita". I knew that I couldn't open it up, that I had to erase everything in it without going through it, otherwise I would be doomed to taking a walk down memory lane. Inevitably such a wander would be detrimental.

I clicked on the folder, and with one slip of the finger I accidentally opened up an email I had sent myself. It was an excerpt from one of our text conversations, something I wanted to save because it touched me. This is what it said:

So Mexicans have a saying.  porque no comes Estes enamorado? Meaning why are you not eating is it cuz your in love. They think that when someone is in love they are too busy thinking about the other person that they forget to eat.

But for me is the opposite I'm so in love that I just wanna eat cuz it reminds me of you.  I eat the foods that you would cook for me

You are such a special woman. I cried as I read this over and over again, too chocked up to do anything else. Needless to say, the "Bonita" folder in my gmail account remained untouched.

With all my heart I hope you're well Bella; you deserve nothing short of happiness

Ive stopped trying to forget you

It's been so long...

I dont even know where to begin, except for the first time I hope you're happy without me. I know that is so callous and shallow, but it's the God's honest truth. We ended so abruptly, and yet I can't help but think that it's what the universe wanted. I kept trying to keep us together, and later to bring us back together. But time has shown me the beauty of what is. You and I is not what you want. And that's ok.

Bonita, I love you. I love you so much that it hurts. I have never ceased thinking about you, and I hope I never will. You are so special to me, and taught me what love can be. You are so beautiful and wonderful I can't help but smile when I think about you.

Yo te quiero mi skirls.