bobsmith66613

Sometimes I wonder if anybody really cares about me? If I was gone, who would really notice. Sometimes I think that Shelley would be better off without me. She is probably the only one who would care if I was gone. Shelley is my life. I treat her like shit though. I know that I shouldn't, and I know that she is all I have, but sometimes I just can't help myself. I love her with all my heart. I can't trust her though. I spy on her, I'm suppicious at her. I sometimes don't even let her do some of the things that she wants to do. I'm a complete asshole to her and she deserves so much better than what I give her. I wish that I could make her feel half as good as she makes me feel. Instead I make her feel like shit and make her want to find a different guy. I give my life and my soul to her everyday, but it's just not enough sometimes. I know that I want to spend the rest of my life with her. She says that she does to. Why is that not enough for me? Why do I always expect and want more from her even though she has already gave me her everything.