We were going out, i loved you, you loved me, or so i thought... you hugged me and showed me much affection... but then you turned on me and told me all the things you hate about me, the way i control you, the way i tell you what to do, but in the end, it was worth it, id rather hate you and know you dont love me, then then think you love me but really you hate me... thank you sweetheart, for showing me that nothing, not even love lasts forever
