"I swear, does he even care about me?" I said.
Complaining to my sister about him was starting to become a daily ritual.
"No comment. But if you really wanna know my opinion, drop him. He's a bitch." She said. She laughed and continued scrolling through her instagram. She hated him. She had always hated him, even more so since he broke up with me 2 months ago.
"Yeah, I know I should drop him. I should've dropped him about a year ago. But I just can't. I really care about him and I always seem to just gravitate back towards him anyway. It's not that easy." I said, laughing even though I wasn't happy and this wasn't funny. He says he cares about me but lately everything's been a huge mess. He's been fucking around with some hoe lately. Apparently he was talking to her while we were still together. Eventually, he broke up with me.
We started talking again lately.
I just realized I might love him...
