He never asked about my life. He made comments about my weight. He didn't 'like' my posts. He pressured me to conform. He didn't read my writing. He disagreed with my philosophy on God. He shamed my choices. He didn't include me in his plans. He was still in love with someone else. He thought I was too excitable. He asked me to change. He couldn't commit. He wanted me to look different. He didn't appreciate my interests. He chose others over me.
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All of those "he"s and then there's you: Interested, attentive, present, and constantly reminding me how happy you are to be with me. All I can do is smile and return the admiration, "You're so cool."