I absolutely adored you...and believe me, no one else will ever see you the same way I once did. I had you up on a pedestal so high that i lost sight of who you actually were/are. And you, my love, are an evil piece of shit. Shame on me for kissing you with my eyes closed so tight.
Stop, please. I haven't seen you in so long so I have no idea if you care any more, or still if you ever did. You keep trying to make me jealous and it hurts. I don't even know if you feel bad about it. I'm not saying that you should have felt bad initially, but after all this time you've spent hurting me with confusion I wish you'd at least find some way to apologize.