Every morning i wake up, look in the mirror&laugh at myself..why did i pick him? when i couldve had so much better..why didn't i listen to everybody else? but then i think again, no i dont regret leaving.. bc at the time thats exactly what i wanted..&& even tho i still care about him & love him still today, i still dont want him.. no matter how much it hurts me or how much i cry over him.. i have to stay strong-- this is for me
