even after all the bruises, all the times where you screamed at me and called me a whore, all the times you spat on me, or when you got mad because i had male friends so i had to remove them but you still added girls, and when i didnt want to have sex you would always start fighting because you ''needed'' it and if you couldnt get it from me you would have to get it from someone else, even after that one time the police came and they said i should report you for what you did, i didnt. because even after all this, i stilled loved you. i loved you more than life itself. how could you ever say i didnt love you? how did you never see the things i did for you.
i lost myself in you and i will never forgive myself for letting you do this to me. i wish i could say that i hate you but i dont