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You've lost control.
You're not used to having a boyfriend who's taller then you, one that's not in a wheelchair. You've never had a hot boyfriend before. You've never had on with abs like that; you've never dated another Asian.
Your previous boyfriend, he was nothing compared to your current boyfriend. He never paid attention to you, he treated you badly sometimes; he lashed out at you for you pushing him to do things. But yet, you still loved him.
Leaving him had felt right; you knew it was time to move on. You were confident. You think you love your new boyfriend.
But something's not right.
You can't get your old boyfriend out of your head. You seem him with his new girlfriend, so in love, with her, a cheerleader. He looks so much happier; then he was with you. You feel astonished, that he's so in love, with someone besides you.
He was supposed to come crawling back to you, begging for your forgiveness. Things weren't supposed to get this far. He wasn't supposed to fall for some another girl.
This wasn't the way you had planned things. You've lost control.
He's in your head, you can't get him out.
You've lost control.