Telling me that I am not a good girlfriend. That I do "this" all the time. Like I don't care about you.
I don't right? You left my house. You left me crying. And I wouldn't let you leave me like that. I ran outside. Tears and all. And you think I don't care.
It's like a knife to the heart when I see that you truly think that I just don't care. That you think I would chase after everyone?
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