I wish I could remember when I gave up. I think it was around the time I called her up at three in the morning and she was still at some guy’s house. She didn’t do anything, at least that’s what she told me and that’s what I allowed myself to believe, but she still picked him over me. I realized she picked everyone over me and slowly everything started fading away.
She later told me I was her everything and that I didn’t need to worry, but that was only after weeks of me not calling and waiting for her. Somehow it didn’t have the same effect as if it was true. And here we are sitting in my car, her wondering what’s wrong and me just ready to leave. Maybe I just wanted to much from her… maybe I just wanted to be loved…maybe I’ll take all the blame one more time just so she can move on still feeling like everything’s going to be alright. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or
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