Jamie was cheating on his girlfriend with you. You knew that but you liked him too much to leave him or care.

He was perfect. He made it hard for you to let him go. You knew it was wrong but over time, it started becoming like a competition.

You felt insecure and compared yourself to her so you did everything you could to try to be a better girlfriend than her.

He was laying on your chest one day, on his phone, in your room when he suddenly got up. "I gotta go," he said, putting his shoes on.