I dated a guy for a year and a half. I loved him like my life depended on it. Then things changed when he had to go to basic. I'm speaking on a broken heart. He decided to get drunk one night and then cheated on me then broke up with me through a text. I called him begging him to stay but he kept hanging up. And then he told his uncle to tell me to leave him alone. To me that made me think he was less of a man. And more like a boy. And as I stood there crying like a idiot, not able to breathe, he just laughed. The man who stood before me wanted to appear bad to his friends. And the sad thing is, I still wanted him. Even though he cheated. Even though he was horrible. That's love. But he didn't love me. And that's when I became the broken girl who thought of herself unlovable. But what I didn't see was the love I had from other people and made me realize I wasn't unlovable.
SOURCE BY-CHEYANNE MORRIS
PUBLISHED BY-OURHELLO.COM
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