I wonder
I always thought you liked me, or at least gave me that idea. you thought I would love you forever even after you left and hurt me.. knowing I would never be the same. ever. again. I wonder if you ever thought about my feelings, did you mean it when you said you loved me, did you mean it when you wrote me paragraphs filled with love, did you mean it when you stayed up hours waiting for me to sleep as well, did you mean it when you begged me saying you changed, my thoughts are filled with wonder everyday. maybe I'm not built for love? or maybe you were always ment to hurt. in every universe you were ment to hurt me and make me broken. but now I know, it was never "love" it was one sided love since you ended up with "her" leaving me as a memory that echoes in ur heart but you shall continue to ignore. maybe one day, you'll think of me again, and remember how much you fucked me.
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