la carta de amor

cuarenta y cinco

045

I thought I was gonna stop writing but during the time that I wasn't writing, a lot of things happened.

I am still hopelessly in love with you and before all of this entries, I have made my decision to give this all to you once I finish this up.

Guess what, I won't. I've changed my mind.

And I've just confirmed it to myself that you're gay. And even if I show all of these things to you and sacrifices I have made, nothing changes the fact that you are gay. And I clearly have no chance with someone like that.

But I've made my decision, and you know that I will continue loving you even though I know.

How many times have I wrote that I am tired? I am tired but I'll never give up on you, you gayshit.

I just remembered to write again because I am confused. Not confused like before because I didnt know if you liked me or not. I clearly accept that you don't and I don't give a damn about that.

It's just, I'm confused because, is this still love? Or is it just foolishness?

But you know what, I'm going to live my life as hopeful as I can be. I'm going to love freely, no matter how hurt I might be. Because that's the only thing that makes me happy. I love feeling it. I'd rather feel a lot than feel nothing at all.

And you're a big part in making me feel a lot of things. So thank you, you gay shit.

I hate you too, you gay shit. I love you too, still. You gay as fuck shit.

From me,

Andrea

10/24/2016