One of those days again. I wish he can be the same with me. I wish he'd care about this relationship as much as I do now. I wish he'd accept me the way I am and not try to change that. I love him. But more so, I don't think he means the same when he says these three words anymore. For my birthday, I wish he'd treat me as he would before this recent break up. I don't need anything. If he does buy anything, I'll give it back and I'll tell him what I really want.

I love him.

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