Every time.
Every. Damn. Time.
Why? Why do you do this to me? Am I just too naïve, or something? Because I'm pretty sure I'm in love this time.
I always want what I cant have. I guess I'm greedy, huh?
Every time I see you, I cant help it. I break. I have to cry. I die, cant you see it?
But why?
Your just another man whore that sleeps with every nurse in the building. But, I was special, wasn't I? I was your first real relationship without the sex all the time.
Is it because I believed too much? Or is it because you made me believe?
You made my life better, did you know that? I loved you. I really, truly, loved you.
I dyed my hair for you, because I heard you liked blonds.
I'd do anything for you.
Would you do anything for me?
I don't think so.