Gone, From His Memories

I'm broken.
Simple as that.
I'm as broken as they come.
I don't have a heart to repair,
It's gone,
Destroyed,
Shattered.

I'm sick,
So sick,
That I don't even know my name,
That I've forgotten how to live,
Sick enough,
That I should be in a hospital,
But I'm not.
I'm still alive,
And I don't want to be.

I'm hated.
Hated,
Hated,
Hated.
I guess thats what I wanted to be.
Hated?
Yea,
I wanted to be hated,
So he could be forgotten...

But how do I forget!
How do I forget;
Those kisses,
Those long messages,
Those hugs,
Those simple,
Easy to say,
Words.
How the hell do I forget that?
How?!
Tell me how I do I forget how I fell,
So helplessly in love with someone?

I'm disappearing,
Just like I wanted.
I want to disappear.
Just like that.
Maybe,
I'll leave his memories,
Just like he wants to leave mine.
Maybe,
I can die,
And no one will remember.