I know you still hate me and I’m still a shit man for you, but I want to tell you something.
Once we was together, I felt for the first time in my life what is love.
You were the first in my life.
I went out with you because I wanted to feel what love really was.
It’s the most charming thing that can happen.
I loved you more than anything else, I did not care what others thought and said about you.
What broke our relationship… little things you did
time, trust, and … you can never forgive me.
Sorry, my ex-girlfriend
When was the last time you were disappointed with someone, a situation, or yourself? How much do we expect, want something to happen