I always told you: I COULD NEVER BE ABLE TO MOVE ON IF A BF CHEATED ON ME. And the day you did, I didn’t stop loving you, but that day you killed the foundation of love; which is TRUST. You don’t know this, but sometimes I find myself desperately wanting to go see you, but I find myself at a point right wondering if I can ever forget what you did. And you have no idea what it's like…Each time I think back, It kills me to see how you destroyed everything. You know whats sad though? If you were sitting here next to me right now, we’d be having a good time. Watching TV, playing, talking about stuff, making some mojittos, snuggling, having mad sex. When we did spend time together - it was great. Problem was, when we were apart. And that is fucked up! So are we frozen in time and possibilities? No.. I think once you kiss many more mouths and fuck many more vaginas, and fall in and out of what many think is "love," maybe then we can catch up on maturity level, and maybe then you will not dare to make fucking promises you will end up breaking… Maybe then you will really want to be with me and only me… And maybe then I will actually have forgotten what you once did and will give you a second chance... Yeah Right!
