You lie to me once, then you broke your promises twice. You beg for forgiveness. It’s not that I don’t forgive you, but it’s how much longer I’m supposed to live this way. How am I supposed to trust your words and promises after all that has happened?
I barely survived alone for a few days while you’re stuck at army camp. How am I supposed to last another week without you? :/
but no. You hate me or something.
Even the unforgivable can be forgiven. I love you.