I will never experience this. I have no one that I can do that with. I'm always a second choice to people. I feel like nobody cares about me, and that's what hurts the most. People ask what's wrong with me, I say I'm tired or fine. And they believe me and act like I'm okay like I said I am. I would love for someone to pester me until I want to hit them but when they finally break me, I will be happy. But no one cares. Might as well be invisible, everyone would forget me anyways.
After what you did I had no choice but feel like I was your back-up plan, so to speak. You told me you wanted to recapture some of your youth, but now it seams it was just a ruse for you trying to see if you could find someone better and replace me.