It's Too Much

Fuck it.

I wish I hated you.

But I love you.

I wish I never started talking to you.

I love some of the conversations we have.

You hurt me so much...

But I still love you anyway.

I don't get you.

You're confusing.

You're a fucking tease.

I want to hate you so much.

I want to just not care about you anymore.

I want to be strong enough to actually do that.

But I'm not.

And I never will be.

You said bye.

I'm still here.

Whether you want me to be or not.

But I still love you.

And I know now that you don't love me romantically anymore.

Or maybe you didn't even love me like that at all...

You don't want me.

I'm useless to you.

I'm not who you thought I was.

I've changed.

No.

I haven't changed.

You changed.

You're a lier.

You're not someone I though you were.

But even if you're not, I still love you.

And I hate it.