Gerda Karol Ruiz
- I Guess Not.
To think, I had thought you loved me. I truly thought you did, but how many times did it take me to realize you in fact did not? How many times did I have to cry only for you to to sleep right next to me as if nothing was happening? How many times must I have begged for an ounce of affection only to receive a brief insincere embrace, as if I was inconveniencing you? How many nights did I stay up waiting for you to come home? For me to think you still loved me all this time. I guess not.
