It's true.

It's true for men to not know a girl's heart.
A girl's love.

I didn't ask for a lot.
All I asked was for you to love me.
But even that was much too difficult for such a simple person like you.
I don't find love to be hard at all.

I wish you could know.
But, you can never know.

You cheated and so my love turned into an obsession.
Yes, that can happen.

Just know this.

When she missed you, I missed you a million times more.
When she loved you,
I loved you just as much as I did before.
And before was when you began your lies.
Right from the start.
But, you didn't care when all I could do was cry.
And cry.
And cry.

And you.
Oh, you.
You will never know
this hurt that always grows
everyday and everytime I'm silent.
I turned away.
Shut myself out.
Screamed and shouted.
All of this just so I could
forget about it.

All you could say was "We're good friends."
when I would ask why you had spent so much time
with her, with her. With her.
I cried, "It's just not fair. It's just not fair. It's just not fair."
Then I remembered what mother told me.
"Sweety, it's never fair."