Because of you I can’t love like I want to.
Because of you I can’t trust like I need to.
Because of you I worry all the time.
I’ve finally met the perfect guy who loves me more than life. I am married to him. But because of you all I do it overthink. I was 16 and you were 18 when we met in high school. You were my first love. My everything. I was young and dumb. I kept going back to you after you hurt me over and over again. I wish I never gave you my number when you asked. Every relationship After you I just worry and worry. I’m married now but for some reason I cannot love him like he deserves it. He deserves the world and I can’t seem to do that because of you. I don’t hate, but I hate you for what you did to me.