Come to think of it.
He didn't cheat on me, he cheated on himself.
His words, his actions, his "true love",
That's what hurts the most,
I believed him as a good man,
How can a good man turn around and snog, make out and then enter another woman, whilst still telling me he loves me so much.
He made a fool out of himself,
Even if it was a "mistake",
I'm still proud to say I stood to my words. And I will always and forever stay to those words.
Till forever and till death do us part.
Everytime I see her it makes me feel nauseous and those days are over because I'm one special Queen, who doesn't settle unless it's fucking royalty.
