How are you?

How are you?

I'm still wondering if you really loved me. Because if you do, you never should have treated me the way you did. People make mistakes and so do I. I explained but you didn't listen. You're a guy, you know better. You chose your pride over me. Selfish.

I thought you were the one. I guess I was wrong. Those things you said to me, are just words. Just words that are very good to hear. Like fairy tales. But there is no story so there is no happy ending. Reality sucks. NO guy will ever stick around and love me for who I am. They all leave me for the same fucking reason.