my expirience was that when i lost my bf i hated him

but then i started to think about him more and more till i got to the point where i could not live without him.

i broke it off, i know, i am so stupid but know i want him back

so guess what.. the fool asked me out one night and i went with him. i was so happy and then he took me dancing, i was so happy, and he was too. then at the club he started to dance with this other girl, i felt so humilitated knowing he only asked me out just to get even with me. but i forgive him because i know how it feels the pain now knowing you hurt someone else

i think i lost him forever