One hour... Two hours.. Three hours... Four hours. Midnight finally hits and you sign, putting the cold food into the refrigerator. Tears theeathened to spill out of your eyes as you scrub the dishes. A small sob finally escapes your lips as you drop the plate. You glance at the cake besides me with white frosting, "Happy Anniversary!" And again, after three years of dating, he forgot again. You pick up your phone and call him again but no answer. You ran upstairs to the guest room and cried your eyes out as you buried your face into the pillow. Three years of staying together and still no difference. Every years, forgetting your anniversary, birthday, important days, date nights, everything. He didn't care to call, text, or be at home. He doesn't love you. But you was too blind to see that.

"I'm so sorry {{user}}" that's the only answer you get. And being the stupid fool you are, you accept his sorry every time.