He was standing there in front of me, ” Ana, what did you do?” His eyes were dark. I couldn’t stand the fact that he stood there, all by himself, all alone. Broken. For a second I saw that little boy again, that little boy with scared, amazing eyes. Those eyes will always be my favorite ones to look into. Christian’s eyes.. He doesn’t deserve this, not again. He has been through so much. But I don’t know what else to do. I am not good at this. I love him with all my heart.. But I am not enough. I cannot be. I saw that just again. But to stare at him right about now is torture. His pain runs deep into my soul. It had always been as if we were connected somehow. It’s like a knife in my heart, but I really don’t know what else to do. This man, this amazing man is my first love. My first real relationship. I still have so much to learn..