I hate myself for having the urge to get close someone. I hate myself for not having the complete control of fondness chatting with that someone that much. I hate myself for not being straight. I hate myself for liking butch so easily. I hate myself for having a slight fast heart beating experience when I know I'm getting close to that someone. I hate myself for telling this to my bf. I hate myself for not controlling who I am. I hate this identity of mine.

My love wont change for you, darl.
I can assure you that.