it’s like you’re allowing them to break your heart. you’ll do anything fa’ him. you’d lay yourself on the line for him, feeling as IF he might do the same.. when really, he wouldn’t. despite the pride.. fussin’ n fightin’ at each other in order to maintain a strong relationship, you become weaker and weaker by the shit you take and by how much you allow him to BREAK YOU. through everything that has overcame you, through the good and the bad.. no matter how horrible it is, you’d rather have bad times with HIM than have a good time with someone else.. through the tears that you cry.. through the anger that you posses.. through the happiness that you can never get once back.. you still give him a chance because you love him. it’s like, why does something so WRONG feel so RIGHT?