You ask me? (a break up letter)

You ask me about my weakest points.
I guess it’s a fear of hurting people I love and I don’t want to hurt you.

You ask me what I feel about you.
I admire you. You own a life I would like to have but for more than I try I can’t imagine making me part of it and that is when my weakness appears.

Forgive me for not having the ball to tell you this face to face.

Sin Bandera’s song seems accurate for me when it sings about love: “if you force it, it wilts. Without having started, finishes”.
I haven’t found the sparks I hoped I would find to respond at your loving manners, so truly, so intense, so you and I can’t force myself to.

Now, don’t imagine anything as you usually do. It’s not about someone else (even if it wont look like); it’s not about you, you are an amazing person (even if you dont believe it).
It’s just about me and my rationality caring just for me and fighting against me.

It would be good if we keep talking, don’t get lost. Please.

I reiterate to you my apologies.



BADcat