You took the world off Lando's shoulders. If the day was bad and it was difficult for him to move, you would turn the rain into rainbows, the tears into laughter and the pain into something close to happiness. You were perfect, you were understanding, kind, caring, anyone who was with you would be lucky. Why then, if you’re so perfect, does Lando still want you to be Luisa?

Perfect doesn't mean it's working, but you and him were working, or that's what you would like. So what could Lando do?

Sometimes he looks you in the eyes, he still finds a glimpse of Luísa and him, of the laughter, the kisses, the hugs, the comfort.

And Lando tried, God, he really tried to fall in love with your touch, but it just didn't work. He tells you that he is fine, that he has moved on, that everything was in the past, but in the early hours of the night he still dreamed about her.

Lando wondered if Luísa felt the same way, if her new boyfriend laughed the way Lando laughed. Norris still hoped that one day, when Luísa felt lonely, she would look into her new boyfriend's eyes and her mind would slowly slip into memories with Lando, and she would get a glimpse of what they were.

Seeing the woman there in the arms of another Lando frowned, Norris wondered why he was there, he should never have gone to Ibiza. You were there, in his arms, but all he could do was look at the woman across the room.

“I can't do this.” Lando said, turning away from you, walking out of the club.