How

I try to think about all the good times we have had. I desperately dig through my memories to only find a barren land. As I dig through it all hoping to see the good I only find the hows. How he told me he didn’t have time to deal with me on the first trip he took in our relationship after he told me I left a mark of love on his neck that I know I didn’t leave. How he spent the 4th of July with his ex and lied to me about the past he had with her. How he double checked with me on Halloween to make sure I could hang out with him till I bought a 40 dollar costume to get a phone call saying he didn’t want to. How I got 2 tickets to a musical in the 5th row on the ground floor for us and he was late. How he missed our first anniversary and didn’t care. How I took him ice skating and he told me his ex’s father was good at it. How he ruined movie theaters for me with his lust and lies. How he was gone all of spring break after he said we could hangout. How the first trip we went on together his ex got brought up and he didn’t even try to change the subject. How every lie he has told to me only reminds me of every single time he has broken a small part of my heart. He always finds a way to hurt me or break me.