Suffering With Despair [Completed]

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The thought of you changing?

I couldn't believe it.

It had finally happened, no longer were you the person who looked down on me, criticize me to the point where your words killed me from the inside.

Joy filled me up, and I had finally felt a bond between me and you.

I was so happy.

Until . .

You started comming home late, neglected your daughter's presence, and once more, hurt me--killed me with those words without remorse.

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Today, I found you with your new 'boyfriend', having fun like a couple time. I wasn't suprised to see you cheating on your other partner.

I thought you changed.

Liar.

You tell me he's just a friend. But the pictures I found of you and him 'having a good time' in his room told me other wise.

Why do you keep using people? Why!

Tears threatened to slip out of my sad eyes, but I held it in and walked away.

I gave you so much time to fix fucking your mistakes! I fucken' trusted you! And this is what I find after giving you my trust, my love! How-- . . . .

How much more time do you need?

I've gave you time years ago. But you still haven't changed.

I'M SO DONE.

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I hate you.