I did not get into a relationship with you under the
pretense that I would be used, abused, manipulated,
betrayed, replaced, and insulted.
What happened to the "beautiful, talent, and intelligent"
person that was my friend on my aunt's porch last summer?
We were able to be friends then.
*sighs, rolls onto back*
I used to think so highly of you, and part of me still
wants to - but you don't give it much opportunity or
evidence of emotion to do so.
what a loss...