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Why must I feel so heartbroken? Does she get a thrill out of making me feel bad? She must, otherwise she wouldn't make me feel this way. Everyday it gets worse. She doesn't understand that I have given her everything I have, everything, just to make her happy. And the way she repays my kindness and love is with expectation and scorn. Nothing can restore hope to my heart, I just want to snuff it and call it a day. She talks in her sleep, saying things like, "I love you, Steve," or, "Hold me, Steve, I'm scared," or the like, and she says she doesn't mean any of it. Ask any Psychologist, the subconcious mind speaks only truths, but she doesn't realize that. Well, I guess that I'll head out on my oddy knocky, and live out the rest of my days in misery, alone. She'll move to someplace far away, and totally forget me, never call or write or visit, and I'll keep the memory in my broken, cold heart. I hope you're happy with how you've made me feel.