Dear Love

Dear Love,

It is been a while since that time we saw eye to eye. It was nice back then. There are things I never asked and now it is time to get some answers.

Dear Love,

I know I've made mistakes along the years, things I never thought I was capable of doing, and still, today don't feel proud of. So, I know that you can't go through life without consequences, without a punishment. But, Why You?

You showed me how to, yes you, and never be, yes you, back. How hard was to see people you, yes you, go away, die, or just forget about you. The bittersweet taste of life in the eyes of someone you will die for.

Dear Love,

You took years, life, and even happiness. You took away the first, yes you, that every little girl can have; her dad.

You showed me how can people lie to your eyes, and don't care.

I've failed to find you, taking care of you, and believing in you.

Dear Love,

Why you let me be so vulnerable, human, and emotional? You knew how cold a goodbye could be, and how far can a walk home from a metro station can get when you feel that you are losing the world.

When is it going to stop? the pain, the hate, and the lack of mercy. Tell me, why you made it so hard to cope with, sleep, and eat.

Dear Love,

Even though you've been there when I needed you the most, you've left when I was at my best.

You showed me how can someone tell you after going through everything together that they don't like you like that.

Even how can you kill passionately something so pure and innocent.

You taught me how much, yes you, can make people hurt the one they, yes you, the most.

Dear Love,

Are you there? Are you even watching? Because I'm about to fall again. Yes, for someone who doesn't even know how bad life can get sometimes.

I've seen how you break people, fill them up with hopes and dreams, to let them crash into a hole of deception and insecurities. Just to make them feel what you really are, pain.

Dear Love,

I forgive you. I forgive the pain, the hate, and every heartbreak. I forgive you for giving people fake hope. For giving me the worst experiences every time, and at the end giving me a reason to keep trying.

I don't hate you. I'm making peace with you because I know you never meant to be so selfless, and hard with me.

I trust your judgment and whatever you have destined for me.

Sincerely,

Maria