I hate. I hate it all. The way he looks at you, like he owned you. Or the way he knows damn well what it does to me when he touches you… He knows damn well how i want you. How i love you. While you have no idea.. So sweet and innocent. You even tried to set me up with someone cause you thought im lonely. I wish i could go and date. But no one is you. Your boyfriend doesn’t treat you way. Worse than i ever would even thiof treating you.