I wonder why you loved her more than you love me. I was picking a present for you while you are taking up girls. I can’t make you love me more but it’s just hurts so much that our love isn’t mutual. You are my boyfriend but I’m scared that I am your second choice if that is true I want to leave but I don’t believe that I will ever forget you. I shouldn’t have showed you I’m interested but I want to be with you every second of my life even if you don’t love me as much as I do. I wish you told me that you are my best love even it’s a lie.