God
I ******* HATE her ***
Not really though
I was dragged through hell and back on broken glass pulled by the noose around my neck and I can't bring myself to hate you
Now all I do is miss her
The way she smelled
The way the small of her back was so soft I could never stop touching it
How she would look at me and say I love you
I miss how she loved me
I can't hate someone I love so ******* much can i?
I've tried so ******* hard to
I've tried so ******* hard to forget you
But I can't
I can't become someone new when she holds half of who I was
A long time ago I told her that nothing she could do to me could make me hate her
And I hate myself for it but I was right
Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 11:38 AM UTC
God
I ******* HATE her ***
Not really though
I was dragged through hell and back on broken glass pulled by the noose around my neck and I can't bring myself to hate you
Now all I do is miss her
The way she smelled
The way the small of her back was so soft I could never stop touching it
How she would look at me and say I love you
I miss how she loved me
I can't hate someone I love so ******* much can i?
I've tried so ******* hard to
I've tried so ******* hard to forget you
But I can't
I can't become someone new when she holds half of who I was
A long time ago I told her that nothing she could do to me could make me hate her
And I hate myself for it but I was right
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