I’m so to blame. I’m a liar about my emotions. He called me babygirl (but I f****** told him not to, dammit!) I should have told you to begin with, but I thought the situation would go away by itself… I watch p***, even though you don’t like me seeing other men… but I promise I only think of you, my love… I only think of us…
I wish you loved me like you used to.
