I can wholeheartedly say I don’t want to be with you anymore but I miss the beautiful lies. I miss the you I knew before I found out what kind of person you really were. And even he was a figment of my imagination. The real you leaves nothing but hurt in your wake. The people you claim to love so deeply are merely pawns, sources of a quick fix. Fuel for your selfish desires. That’s what I was. Just someone new to lie to for awhile.

You never loved me. Love doesn’t do that to people.

LL~

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