She always believed that I deserved better.
That she was never enough for me or all that I would ever need.
Granted, I had made my share of mistakes but my love for her only strengthened in those moments.
The way she looked at me after each and every betrayal …
I never wanted to see that heartbreak in her eyes again.
So I became a better man.
Not the one I thought I had to be, but the one that she deserved.
She looks at me differently lately.
The madness that once shown in her eyes seems to have dimmed, but I know her heart more than I know my own.
She’s hungry for something I can’t give her. Something that she thinks will make her normal.
But I’ve never felt this way about anyone before and I knew that I’d do my best to keep her just the way she is.
Even if she hated me for it in the end.