If you only knew

It's a little funny.... How he don't seems to know me at all, he think I do this and that, wanting to know everything he does, checking up on him.... How little he actually know.... If he only had a clue how guilty I actually feel when I took a chance to do what he think I do all the time... I felt so bad, like I'm betraying him, and myself... In one way it's good I did, cause now I know I won't, can't do it again..
But he will never know... Cause he wouldn't believe me anyway.... So who cares... I will let him to think the worst of me, just knowing myself I respect him way to much...

Funny...



(It still fascinates me though... How someone who always think the worst of me, think I would betray him, not trusting me, compares me to others - and I always loose... And still claim he loves me...... He must have so much room in his heart so he can love all the others EVEN more...