Thanks for ripping my heart apart. I've grown to be so dependent on you. Now, what do I do? I thought I saw that coming, but I abandoned that thought away, because I chose to trust you. Why did you have to drag the pain for so long? Why didn't you tell me? Why did you have to lie to me all these while? You love to do this don't you? This I-lost-interest-in-you-since-months-ago-but-I'm-not-telling-you thing. Don't you? What about our to-eat list? What about Italy dream? What about everything we shared? You build me up just to break me down. You don't seem sad a single bit.
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