Sabía que eras un problema.

I think when it's all over, it just come back in flashes, you know?
It's like a kaleidoscope of memories, it just comes back. But he never does.
I think part of me knew the second I saw him that this would happen. It's not really anything he said, or anything he did. It was the feeling that comes along with it, and the crazy thing is, I don't ever know if  I'm gonna feel that way again. But I don't know if I should. I knew his word moved too fast, and burned too bright. But I just thought, how can the devil be pulling you towards someone who looks so much like an angel when he smiles at you?
Maybe he knew this when he saw me. I guess I just lost my balance.
I think that the worst part of it all wasn't losing him. It was losing me.