Part 3

After you, who meant everything to me said goodbye, life gained more meaning than ever. I got healthy because of you. I turned into the best person I could be so I would never not be enough again. You were the good times. You were the pinnacle of my life. Now I have it flashy, but it's only a flash, a facade.

I wonder if I'd be enough for you now? I say this not in a resentful connotation. I'm genuinely curious if the knowledge, muscle, hair, and luxury's I've procured would give you any reason to stay.

I think not.

I think of you every hour. It's been so many years. Deep down are you still my muñeca?