I said “I’m sorry” even though I’m not and I don’t care. You didn’t deserve it, the apology I mean. The so called “pain” you felt when I left is probably as fake as my apology. So we’re even. We were meant to hurt each other, we’re addicted to it, that’s why we keep coming back. I’ll never mean as much as she does to you and the only thing I’ve got on her is the ability to make you hurt.
And you like it.
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