i need to know that your indifference to our end was due to some reason that only your fat head can hear NOT because you don’t care.
i need to know that everything you’ve said to me over the past two months was honest and spoken truth.
i need to know that you understand you tore me up and put my pieces in the blender for a cheap flirt.
i need to know the TRUTH. i need you to have the courage to tell me.
i want you to know that “nadie especial” hurts more than the cheat and that having nothing to say reinforced it.
i want you to know that regardless i forgive you because no one is perfect.