Why do I still love him bro? Everyone reminds me the shi he put me through and how much I should hate him for it, and I do hate him so so much. But I love him even more, and I wish him the worst. The worst of the worst, but I also wish him the best, because he made me feel like I was at my best with him. He was just always there, for 11 years, my bsf since preschool, we started dating 3 years ago when I was in 7th and he used to walk me to my classes, he used to tell me how much he loved my mom and how he was gonna make her a grandma one day and wtf bro. He used to say that once we turned 18 we'd leave this place and he'd do anything to make me his wife, "mi guerita Chula", was what he called me bro. I hate him sm, 11 years of never being separated and now he doesn't even look at me, even at church. I need him, he was my only reason. He'll never understand how much I need him.
