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Why couldn't you have been different? Why couldn't you have committed to be from the get-go? Why couldn't you have been happier instead of always looking for the dark side of things? Why couldn't you always love me and fight to work on things with me and never give up? Why couldn't you have courted me and spent money on me and treated me like a lady? Why couldn't you have tried to impress me and win me over? Why couldn't you have always told me I'm the most beautiful woman in the world? Why couldn't you have wanted to pleasure me without worrying about reciprocation? Why couldn't you have given me head over and over every time I was horny? Why couldn't you have been with me from day one and protected me? Why couldn't you have defended me? Why wasn't I the only woman you wanted and wanted to be with and give to? Why didn't you always hold me close and drive out of your way to see me and hold me in your arms? Why wouldn't you open up to me about your greatest ambitions, your greatest hurts? Why wouldn't you confide in me? Why didn't you adventure with me? Why didn't you respect me for my differences or be kinder and want to learn more from me? Why couldn't you always want to be with me? Why am I not the only woman you've kissed since the day you met me? Why do you want to send us in cycles of pain? Why couldn't you have just been there for me and loved me and showed me you loved me?