He looked at me with so much love... so much care. I thought it was real. But I was blinded. It was all lies. Everything he told me was a lie. The kisses were lies. The I love you's were lies... Everything. He swears that it wasn't, that he meant everything he told me. Bullshit. **NOT CONTINUING** I started this story when I was fourteen and it's been a while since I've written for it, so I decided to not continue :(