I feel like a rebound or something. He loves her, he likes me. I don't know what I feel, am I numb or am I just getting used to with the pain. He's my saver, yet my murderer. He helps me, but at the same time, he puts me down. I hate him. But I love him. I just don't know. I wished I never met him, but I know I'll wish I met a guy like him. I hate this.All Rights Reserved