I really, really, really hate how you put her first. Like when she's upset and we're out some where and you're too busy texting her to pay attention to me.
I hate how you two fight like you have dated. You've assured me that you haven't, but I don't know. You guys fight like she's a jealous ex-girlfriend that you're flaunting the new girlfriend.
I hate how when she's a bitch to you, like she always is, you get upset and are in a bad mood for the rest of the day. Especially when it's our days off together.
I hate how when I told you that I wanted you to stop talking to her all together you refused to do it. I feel like you picked her over me. I also feel like when we get into it about her you take her side over mine.
Who is this girl? One of your friends?
Who am I? The supposed 'one', the one you want to spend the rest of your life with?
I think if I get that title I shouldn't have to compete with another girl for your attention all the goddamn time.
I love you, I do, but this isn't anything I haven't told you before. And that breaks my heart. |