Um, hi. Remember me? Oh, it’s still me, you know. I haven’t changed. I’m still the same girl. You know, the girl who you tore to pieces. You know, the one you broke just like glass. I was the only one that you told you would never dream of hurting. Remember me? It’s still me. I haven’t changed. But you have.
i hate that it turned out this way.
i hate that i don’t want to go out just in case i bump into you.
i hate that you’ve made me feel this way.
i hate that somebody i loved so much has turned into somebody who won’t even talk to me.
i hate that i hate you for that.
i hate that even though i know i don’t want to be with you, i still have feelings for you.
i hate that we turned out this way, when i really did think we’d be forever.