I've realised that his love for me is only as much as he claims because he says e same thing to every other girl he meets.. No doubt to e one who's currently in his arms...
To each and everyone of us he says that "the other girl" is a substitute... the truth being how many other girls are there? He's looking for a substitute all along.. i'm just one of them.. though i dunno who did i substitute but i know the only one he really loves is himself... He doesn't need friends or girlfriends... He survives by loving himself and making himself happy all e time.. doesn't matter who's heart he broke it doesn't matter what he has said cause he says it to everyone else..
maybe i'm jealous but i'm glad that this will all end tomorrow.. So much for that "i still love you".. keep those words for yourself... Since i'm so easily substitutable, the demand will fall when the price rise.. I don't wanna be an inferior good anymore.. in your eyes i'm nothing more than that.. So i shall not care about how you look at me anymore.. Cause all e hurt and heartache will go away when i saw how easily substitutable i am in your eyes...
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