[ WP ] Write in the POV of a crazy/psychotic ex . Do not end it with murder .

I was perfect for you. I was. 
 
 I cooked for you, I fucked for you, I cleaned for you - I did everything for you. I still do. I still have your clothes. I still have your plants. I still have your pictures. 
 
 Did you not like my food? I asked your mom what you liked to eat as a kid. I asked your friends what you ate at lunch in high-school. I asked your co-workers what you ate at lunch now. I did everything for you, I even made your favourite food you ate when you were a baby - mashed carrots and squash. You could have hit me if you did n't like it. I would've understood. 
 
 Was it my face? I know I was never in your league. I'm sorry you had to put up with me... I did wear a paper bag whenever you were home, you know. Or tried to, anyway. You used to get mad at me for that. Why? I'm sorry. 
 
 Was it my voice? I told you that if you wanted me to, I would've clawed out my own throat. You would n't have to hear my ugly laugh again. I would never have complained. I know you never liked having sex with me. I was too loud, too ugly. I told you to choke me out, remember? I said that if you did n't want to hear me you could just choke me out. You got mad at me for that too. I'm sorry. I really would have let you do it though. You know that, right? 
 
 I would have let you do anything. 
 
 I've started to wear your clothes around the apartment. Our apartment. I have n't had the courage to start wearing them outside yet. I even cut my hair like yours - when I wash it in the morning, it almost feels like you're here with me. I love it - not as much as I love you - but I love it. I love it. 
 
 Your plants are safe with me. I hope you know that. I would never, ever hurt them. I know how important they are to you - why do n't you ever come back for them? *Aloe barbadensis. * Remember when you taught me that? I water your *Aloe barbadensis* for you. I rub the dirt from its leaves, I put it in the sun - I love it almost as much as I love you. Almost. 
 
 And your pictures? Well... I got so lonely one night that I ate them - just so I could feel like you were inside me again. So I would n't be so alone again. I'm sorry babe. I'm sorry. I know you paid a lot of money to get them developed. I just could n't help it, you know? If you're angry at me, I wo n't mind if you kill me. I wo n't even fight - promise! 
 
 I want you to know that there's no hard feelings from my side. Why would there be? It was n't me that left you - you left me. Why? 
 
 What did I do wrong? Please come back. Did I do something to make you angry? You can take it out on me; I promise. I wo n't get mad. I'll smile! I love you. I really do. Even though I do n't deserve to love you, I do. I love you. Does it make you disgusted to hear it? It's okay - I would be too. You can hit me - I'll love you in secret. 
 
 We do n't have to be together in public if it disgusts you that much. You can even have another partner - I wo n't mind. I just want to do everything for you. I'll clean you. I'll cook for you. I'll massage you. I'll love you - you do n't have to love me back. I love you. Please, please come back. 
 
 What did I do wrong?
