I look at you now and feel no attraction. I can't stand the thought of you touching me. I listen to you and wonder why i thought you were perfect. Your rude and a little bit wierd with some odd ideals that neither go with my values or show respect to women.
I fell for you because you reminded me of my alcoholic father. Except with different problems and slightly compulsive tendencies.
I no longer wish for you to disapear. I've just stopped caring. You can stay or go. My heart flutters at the thought of another man.
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