He loves me
even if he called me a *****.
He loves me
even if he said to leave my boyfriend so I could be with him.
He loves me
after all, he said ''I love you'' many times, a person that loves another says this, right?.
He loves me
after all, I told him about my life, about my family, about my insecurities, and he understood like no one had done before.
I leaved my boyfriend just to be with him, for an ''I love you'', because I felt appreciated, I didn't realize that I could be bought off so quickly by compliments.
I told him that I was really a *****, a ***** to be with him and to dump my boyfriend, and that I would do anything for him.
He laughed and simply told me that he was keeping an eye on me if I betrayed him as well.
But I feel that he loves me.
I feel the love he gives me even when he says that he feels pity for a person like me.
A person like me who sticks to anyone, like a tick, because she is alone and not understood and keeps seeking shelter in another body, I actually understand the parasites -- their need to feel attached to a body.
But I love him.
And he loves me.
*based off events of my life