You fall in love with someone who's like your dad, they say. My father was there physically but he was never there for me. My boyfriend was there when it came to whatever he wanted but if I needed just the smallest bit of assurance or support, he was nowhere to be found. My father never really loved my mom; he just did what he had to make his parents proud. My boyfriend never loved me the way I loved him. It was more of a crush for him. I guess he was only with me to pass by before summer. My fathers way of apologizing was to just act like nothing ever happened. My boyfriend's way of apologizing was the exact same. You accept the love you think you deserve.