It was never all bad,
It was never all bad, of course everything has some good in it.
But eventually the bad outweighs the good.
But how? I mean he loves you right? He really loves you! You’re so different from the others.
Until you’re not.
“I don’t like you being friends with him. “I saw the way he looked at you.”
“Why would you post that picture?” ‘You’re mom doesn’t know what’s good for you, I do.”
“Don’t wear that out in public.” “Let me see your phone.” “They’re trying to break us up.”
Why would he say these things? Because he loves you, right?
That’s what we tell ourselves to get through it. Fight after fight, tears after tears, he doesn’t mean it, he loves me.
That’s what I thought too, until I got my wakeup call.
Unfortunately for me, my wakeup call was having him trying to break into my house while I was home alone.
Don’t let that be you, because that’s not love. Love is supposed to be pure and lighthearted, not so serious.
There is no control in love. No one telling you what to do, how to dress, what to post, or any other demand. .
He doesn’t say these things because he loves you, he says them to control you.
Get out and find a real love.
Because you deserve it.
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