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Now you paint me as the villain, the emotionally unavailable, demanding and entitled controlling woman. 
You apologised. You thought I looked like an angel, so charming inside and out. You wanted to be the one to get the girl that was so unavailable for every other men. You loved the chase. But loving me was harder than you initially anticipated.You promised me a lifeline for a lifetime, said there never was any other girl and never will. I fell for that tempting false sense of security. Security - the very comfort, steadiness, assurance I chase... 
You decided to use them all against me. you gave me all, then took it all away. You don't want to be the bad guy so you shift blame... told me I took too long to trust that you gave up, I was letting my guard up for too long, then I was too attached, too emotional dependent on you, had no life outside of being with you, you were tired of being my backbone, the only person I get close to. I was exhausting to you. 
You didn't wanted to lose me and let another man get a chance to get close. You liked how you owned me, to claimed me, but you don't want to have to deal with the baggages I come with.

Perhaps you are right, maybe I am an "emotional wreck" or so you called me, maybe I am indeed unlovable. 

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