I hate that you did this to me. I
hate that you act like you care
only when it benefits you...
casting me off all the damn time.
I have feelings too don't you
know. You call me. I answer. You
need me. I'm there. You tell me
you love her. I ask why. Why do I
let you do this to me?
YOU ARE READING
a c h e
Romance"Everything I did was for you. You asked me to change. I did. You asked me to never stop loving you. I didn't. So why do you love her?"
