y no puedo olvidarte!
RBD fan base, please.
I can't believe it.
I'm not in shock or smth like that, I always knew RBD would end someday, and it would be not in a very far future. And now, here it is. It's finished. I'm not an active member of the fanbase nowadays, but still, I'm speechless. I feel a strange sensation of emptyness and at the same time, it's like I'm falling of a cliff and seems like this will never end.
The end. I guess this is a part that always makes us nostalgic, uh? RBD was my biggest fandom. Actualy, it was more than it. I truly loved this band and each one of the members with all my heart, my faith, my devotion. I cried out the hell when they came to Brazil and I didn't go to the show. I cried much more watching Live In Rio. I cried EVEN more (and yeah, this is possible!) when I finally went to their concert last year.
But that last cry - that, I can tell for sure, was happyness. A unique feeling.
And there are lots of other things. Like one of the most beautiful friendships I have today. How we started being friends only because of the soap opera and how that made us so much closer, and now indispensable to each other's life. I remember running to get home by the time Rebelde was showed. I remember arguing with this best friend of my because of "traumas". I remember the hysteric situation when the tickets started to being sold and I didn't know how to get mine. When I go to bed, I always remember what I wrote on my wall almost two years a go: "No Pares Nunca De Sonãr".
They were important to me. Maybe people will think this is over reaction. I don't know. Could be. But really? I don't care. I don't care at all about what people are thinking. All I know is that I would never - EVER - change even a minimous part of all that I went trough while I loved this band. I feel thankful. That's it.
thank you for the most amazing four years.
this i'll keep forever.
Cada recuerdo es una lágrima (...) / Y no puedo olvidarte si te llevo en la sangre (...) / No encuentro aún algún antídoto / Para entender que todo terminó (...) / No sé cómo, No sé cuándo / Olvidarte, Me hace daño