There are a lot times where he takes me down, crushes me, press me on the floor and treat me like shit. He does that without thinking and every time I fall when he beat me, he help me to get up and he apologise, but it hurts. And then there are these little moments when we're alone, only the two of us and the silence. In this moments I like to look him deep in the eyes and tell him I love him and every time he says it back
I know he's lying.
