I Think I Think Too Much...

I just don’t know….

I love you. I love you dearly.
But I can’t stand you and all your girls.
How am I to trust you when you do things like this right infront of my face?
We are supposed to be together. I thought that meant that you weren’t talking to other girls behind my back. I thought that meant you weren’t exchanging pictures with girls and saving pictures of others. And you don’t know, but I’ve seen you doing that right in front of me before.
I can’t believe this.
I’m sick to my stomach at the very thought. I’m disgusted in myself when you pull me in to kiss me and I don’t turn away.
You’ve got me more insecure then I’ve ever been in my entire life. I love you and I thought you felt the same way. You used to make me feel so special, like I really was the only girl in the world. But now you make me feel like I’m just someone to waste your time with till some other girl comes along.
I hate this feeling.
I hate you for making me feel this way.
But how can I hate you?
You’re my everything. And you will never have any idea how much I mean that.
I hate that I’ve made you my everything, cause now that you’ve hurt me like this I feel like I’m nothing.