What if there’s a guy who truly loves you and make shit tons of efforts just to see you and all? A guy who will always be there even though you treat him almost like shit. A guy who never fails to care for you when oftentimes you don’t even give a fuck about him. A guy who has every reason to stay to be with you. A guy who’s so loyal and sweet. A guy who really truly 100% loves you.
Why is it that even after you’ve found this perfect guy, you’re giving yourself reasons to make him get the hell out of your life when he’s trying his best just to make you stay.
Ironic indeed.
I wanted this kind of guy. But how come I’m acting and thinking this way? Why do I feel like he doesn’t deserve an ass like me? His love isn’t meant for me. Yes, because I still don’t believe in love in a way. I do believe in my parents’ love. But this rushed love of mine is such a fucking fraud. I like him but I don’t really love him so much that I’d die for him. That’s the difference between our love. It’s not the same as each other’s. And I just wish one day I could love a guy as much as he loved me. And I wish it was him. One day.. One day, it is.