I can bring her breakfast in bed, but in the end she still is emailing and talking to another man. Telling the other guy the exact same lines she told me. “You are the best boyfriend, I love you so much, I can’t wait to see you.” Wait how can you feel that way about two people?
Shame on you the first time, shame on me the second time. You shattered my new hope for love. You shattered my exisitance down to the core. You make me want to leave New York for good. You make me hate all that is love, and all that is good.
That’s the main reason I hate you. I know I will love again, but you have tarnished that word again for me. A word that took so long to learn to possess again.
I took care of you even after surgery and when your sick and this is my repayment. I forgive you, but will never forgive you for what you did to the word love.