The only guy I ever loved told his friends after we ended that he never loved me and was only with me because I was pursuing him. This wasn’t true. True, I had begged few times for us to come back but that can’t be compared to the hundred and one times this guy would beg and almost cry that we come back. I’m not hurt he said that. Just hurt that it was all a lie (what we shared). Took me down the reflection road and I realized no one has ever loved me. No one except my family.