Bf 02

The words keep repeating in my head "I still love you" he still loves her. That will never be gone. I lay in my bed soaking my pillow with tears because this isn't something I can talk to him about. At times I hate him for loving her. At times I hate myself for even wanting to be with him when he's not even over her. So many questions unanswered.  Wdym all the drawing were for her. Was I lied to. Will I ever know the truth. Why are you so okay with keeping so many secrets from me. Why am I not worthy enough to know the truth