He loves me, but I don’t love him; I feel so bad. He tries to make me happy and memorable. But still, I don’t touch him; I also try to love him, but I can’t; I don’t know why and who I became. When I am with them, I feel angry and ashamed, but on the other hand, I love him so severely that if I don’t see him, I miss and think about him simultaneouslyโค๐Ÿ˜ .

I know he loves me so bad and good, but I can’t change how I feel about him; when he says he loves me, I laugh at him. Silly of me๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜ญ ; I don’t know why I am this way. I wish I could love him back the way he loves me; I can’t even say I love you too; it is just hmmm, oaky, or yeah, that is all I can say๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‘ . Maybe it is that I don’t trust him.

I have trust issues, and this is because I don’t want to be hurt or left in pain,๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿ˜