You are such a cocky little bastard. I hate everything you do, and everything you say.
I hate your creepy friends, I hate your sister and her snide little remarks.
It’s been two months.
You dumped me.
Stop talking about me with your friends.
I don’t anymore fucking rumors about me circling around the school.
Sorry for actually believing you when you said you loved me, I bet you got a good chuckle out of that didn’t you?
Probably.
You actually had me, you had convinced me that guys do feel emotions that they ARE capable of love.
Wow, I must have been so naive, to believe every LIE that came out of your mouth. You’re just a guy, you don’t feel ANYTHING.
And yet I still find myself wishing to see your arrogant self one last time and be able to talk to you more more time.
I hate you for making me feel like this.
Truth is that I love you.
I always will.