We've known each other for three years now. Nothing has changed with him. But a lot has changed me within the years. I've become immune to heartbreak, lies, and all that comes with love. I've loved him with everything I had. He was always the first thing on my mind. I know everyone has had their fair share of bad breakups. But this one is different. See after breaking up and dating again for three years. You'd think someone would get tired, lose hope maybe. But it isn't like that. It's the opposite. You see, our love, our jacked up love is always going to be there. We can't shake it, and we surely can't forget it. Sometimes we both give up or just one of us gives up. This time it's him. He has given up on us. I understand, I know what I did was wrong but it was wrong for him to do what he did to. He doesn't understand he doesn't realize that I have feelings too. He doesn't understand that every little thing he do to me kills me. He thinks that he can just hurt me, toss me to the side and cover me in dirt. And when he needs me he'll uncover me and pull me right back to his side. See the reason he thinks this, is because I let him so many times that he always does this. Nothing in my life makes sense anymore, it never has. But he was always the one thing that kept me going. He isn't perfect, not one bit. He's not your typical guy with muscles or great people skill. But he was, I mean is the perfect guy for me. And I hope he knows it.