When I read those messages I can’t help but laugh In my vast contempt At the figure you represent.
You boast a similarity to him Reminding me of my blunder That sent my mind and heart asunder. I do not hate you or him, Far from that fact. I hate myself, For my awful tact.
I wonder if they’ll (person 1) figure out it’s for them. It’s all my fault that relation with him (person 2) went the way it did, and I regret that **** my mind decided to pull.