I want to ask you if I ever really loved her. I let them take her away, keep me from her. Maybe I only loved her because they told me no. Did I only love her to spite them? Please don’t tell me that’s true, don’t let that be the reason.
Because I really thought I loved her. And this hurts more than I can understand. More than I can stand.
But I still let them take her away. I always do. And God, I wish I didn’t