Mixed Emotions

This was written a while ago. Over a stupid brake up. The mistakes I made.

He has some mixed emotions.
First he says he has fallen in love with me.
Then he criticize the way I dress and says that he doesn't love me.
He lied....
Then he asks me if I still have the same feelings for him as I did before.
The only thing I could say was nothing.
"Why do you think I fought so hard to stay with you?"
"I don't know."
"Well, it might me because I love you."
This conversation goes on for a bit.
Then he walks away.
"Can we talk about this on Monday?"
"Yeah sure..." He walks away again.
I see him again.
"Hey."
"Umm hi..."
"So who are with?"
"My dad. I got to go. See you on Monday."
On Monday we talk.
"So. Do you?"
"Of course I do. Why wouldn't I? What makes you ask such a question?"
"I don't know...I was thinking about it and wanted to know."
"Umm okay I guess. But really think about it. If I didn't love you then why did I fight so hard to stay with you?"
"Yeah I guess your right."
"Well I got to go to class."
I hug him and whisper in his ear. "I still love you as much as I did the first time I saw you."
I walk away.
I think it made him cry a bit.
At least now he knows.
If he asks again, then I know he doesn't care.
He keeps me from suicide.
I think about him and *bam* I stop.
If only he knew that.
He should feel lucky.
If it were not for him I would be in a crazy place...
I love you...