Your POV
What was I thinking? Trusting him? I knew he would hurt me. But yet I still was naive and gave him a chance. I'm stupid. I loved him dangerously. I knew we would end, but I didn't care about the consequences. I needed him more than I needed air.
I was so stupid. That relationship only was going one way. And that was down. And I knew hat we would end in a horrid break up. I knew he would hurt me. I knew he wouldn't be faithful. But yet, I tried to see the good in him that wasn't there.
When I walked in on him and his little slut. I was broken. But I somehow knew it was going to happen. But I believed him. I trusted him. And the stupidest thing I did, I loved him.
Usually I was the one to call things off. Usually I was the one to end it. But no, this time he didn't even try to get me back after I caught him. He just let me go while saying, "She's better anyways."
It was a matter time. There was only one place it could lead.
And the worse thing is.
After everything he's done to me.
I.
Still.
Love him....
