He loves me he loves me not ..I think this over and over again I repeat that shit out loud only in my head hoping that it would change the ugly about myself the ugly truth that I should've broke the mirror with but every time I think he loves me I get empty just a little thinking he loves me not but honestly it's sickening that I don't blame him if he loves me not yet I still hope he loves me but deep down inside I truly am infatuated with the fact that he loves me not because the distance between us is what pushed me but I had the choice and I still jumped but yet he loves me not and I know that he loves me but I would be kidding myself to say he is in love with me only then would I truly believe that the man who I love but grew to hate is the man I love hate and love
