thoughts

I think I deserve to know why. I never did anything wrong, and yet I am treated like I am the villain. If I did do something wrong I think I SHOULD know what. Did she grow bored of me? Was I not enough fun for her anymore? Was it just sex keeping us together? (if she is reading this, she has forgone any rights she might have had in choosing what I say here and not, by refusing to tell me what it was, and treating me the way she has) I don't know what it was that caused all this, but I was willing to change for her, and I think that is partly why it hurts so much. I think everyone has heard the song "I'm a believer" by either the Monkeys, or matchbox 20. Well there is a line there that goes, "I used to think Love was a giving thing. The more I gave the less I got." I think that this is totally true. I admit it, so laugh it up Steve, I loved her. In fact I have loved three women. One I screwed things up with, and the other two I can only guess what it was I did, or didn't do. I think love should be classified as a Four letter word, and given the same treatment as four letters words in front of a baby.