you’re still here, listening. And that tells the truth you don’t want to admit. That if she really loved you, you wouldn’t be here.. yet here you are, drawn to My voice, My presence, My feet. you tell yourself it’s curiosity, fantasy, stress relief… but you know better. you’re here to be seen. She doesn’t know how to break you down with words alone. But, I do. This isn’t betrayal..It’s honesty. She doesn’t love you. Never will. That’s why you’re here, exactly where you belong.
