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I don't understand....Why Would you do this to ME?

I don’t understand those days we had! All of the happy smiles that were on our faces. We talked about a lot of things in life. We talked about a family together. We talked about spending our lives together. You talked up traveling the world with me. I don’t understand why you would fight for me! Why did you even speak to me? I was depressed before! I am shattered now! The heaviness in my heart feels, Like you stabbed it with a knife. I thought you were going to be my wife. You told me God put us together, And then you lied to my face. I wanted to work my ass off to give you the best life. I wanted to have kids and be the best father in the world. You handed me hope and then burned it in my hands. You thought you were healing my heart. I am sorry, but I am bleeding from the heart now. You said you loved me and you would never cheat on me. I said I loved you, but you still felt the need to cheat. It could have been this entire time. I don’t understand why you got so close to me, to brake me? Why couldn’t you have just left me alone? I would have been better off all by myself. You turned my trust, and killed my hope! Why would you do this to a good person that only cared about you? Why would you lie? I felt like we had something, but I guess that was a lie as well. I thought you were close to the Lord, but I guess that is a lie as well. I believed that you were a beautiful person, but I guess that was a lie as well. Why me? Why did you choose me? What made me the one in your experiment of how to kill the human heart?

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