I don't know why it is that I think of you the way that I do. There is something about you that makes me smile, makes me think, makes me wonder...I over think everything in my daily life. You have pointed that out to me more then once. You ask why I question you, you can't believe that I would do such a thing. After all the terrible things I invited you to know about me and my life you held against me in everyway possible.
Why would I think that with me anything would be different? How dumb I must be to think that there wouldn't be a side girl like I once was. I know better than all this and yet here I am in the same spot that she was in not that long ago.