You swear I don’t know you, just because you’ve changed doesn’t mean I don’t know the real you. I spent so much time and effort into “us” and you. How could you ever think “I don’t know the real you” I know each and every side of you. I know everything about you, so don’t you dare tell me I don’t know the real you. I love you, how could I not know the real you after so long of spending time with you? After everything?