I really wonder why people suddenly change after they get what they wanted.
One day they are sweet, the next day they are not.
One day they are here, the next day they are disppear.
One day you are important to them, the next day you are worthless.
One day they say they love you, the next day they don't care about you.
That's how ironic things and people can be. But it's still our choice because we choose to get hurt, when we choose to be in love.