In the end it doesn't really matter

I saw you kiss them. Four girls all kissed you. You say it was a dare but it doesn't matter you kissed them. You complain about all the things i do to you and how much i hurt you when you did the exact same and more. And now i stand looking stupid waiting for you while your with all the other girls kiss them holding them making me wish i was them....... You tell me you love me but you kiss them...... in your mind its okay but in the end it doesn't really matter if i get hurt....