I am still praying to God.
Praying and hoping that somehow my past is altered and that I really never met you.
You’re the worst “best friend” for me. Why don’t you love me anymore? Why do you use me?
Praying and hoping that somehow my past is altered and that I really never met you.
You’re the worst “best friend” for me. Why don’t you love me anymore? Why do you use me?