#mystort

Two and a half years ago, I was where you are now. Questioning everything he ever told me, and yet you stayed. 

“Tell me, no don’t tell me, no wait tell me”, is how you first responded. I caught your attention and all it took was “I’ve heard things about your boyfriend”. He cheated on you, and now you question his actions, while your 6000 miles away. 

“He loves me, he wouldn’t do this to me, he wants to marry me”, is what you tell me next. You refuse to believe it. You call him up at 4am, crying, begging him to tell you the truth. But he lies. 

 The thing with him is, he knew what to say and how to say it to convince you otherwise. He did it too me. He makes you believe you are the only one in his life, he would never hurt you, “come on babe, you’ve got to believe me”. 

And with that one sentence your back in. I tried to tell you he did the same, but you told me he changed. I gave you all the information I knew of, and nothing. The last thing I say to you is this “I was the first and you most certainly won’t be the last”