once more,I've done the same mistake...he's in love...with me...and what did I do?Did I run into his arms with a saying : Finally! No...I had to do,what I had to do...I  broke up with him...I'm doing it again and again,looking for perfection...

now he is calling me every fucking day,saing he's sorry and begging me to come back...he should be miserable,because I'm the one to blame...but why do I feel myself as a victim?....

I know the answer,but Fcuk! I'm not satisfied with it...