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Do you remember when I told you,

In my last two relationships, I feel like I did my best and gave the best of myself. But why am I always failing? Do I not deserve to be loved? In the first relationship, I know I was hurting because I gave my all. I was new to relationships so my answer to all his mistakes was forgiveness so he would stay with me forever. And of course, it ended. But for the second one, I was very careful. I was very thorough and careful with my feelings. I didn’t start it first, I didn’t want to. I even said no, and that was okay. But I fell for his efforts, the daily efforts that brought down my fort. And I started to love, a little at first because I warned myself every day not to make the same mistake as before. But I enjoyed all the affection too much, because it felt nice. It was freaking nice to be loved wholeheartedly, so I gave my love wholeheartedly as well. And I started to fall in love again, at last. But why did this have to end? I was careful, I was aware. But why does it hurt the same? He didn’t hurt me like the other one did, but why can’t my heart forget him like I promised myself it would, to be okay if this one didn’t work out? Why do I still cry over the memories half a year after he said it was better for us to end?