Even now, as I write this, I wonder what could've possibly gone wrong. I don't know what it is that I did, but you accuse me of lying. I've only ever spoken the truth to you. There might've been some things that I never told you, but it still wasn't lying. I think it was the other way around; you were the one that lied to me. Things I thought were the truth were not. You lied to me; I'm not supposed to forgive you or like you anymore, but my stupid heart still does. It still longs for you. Even though it really shouldn't.
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My Love With You
Romance"Maybe I was just desperate to get into a relationship. It was the first time somebody had liked me and considered dating me. The problem was that I liked you back. Perhaps, I was a simple game to you. I now spend nights wondering what it was that I...
