IDK whats wrong with me, but ever since you told me about how you felt that night. That late evening when you told me i wasnt enough. I mean ofcourse you didnt necesaraly say that but that was what it felt like.

You said it felt like if you were cheating every time you’d be looking at other people. People besided me, back then it felt like a honest confesion. But the more I would think about it, it made me feel like if i wasnt enough. I was scared to loose what we had. Whatever delusional content relationship we had. We both shared a unspoken relation, a forbidon rule that we both knew we wanted to have. But that night when You said that, ruined me. I didnt know how to cope but to just forget and move on. Move on pretending you never ment it, that it wasnt you speaking. Every time id lay with you all i could think about was how a part of you, even if it wasnt present in the heat of the night, was desiring another ones warmth. It hurt and it made me feel little. Like If I was not worth some ones devoted heart.

I hate you for making me feel this way. Why couldnt you just lie to me,