It's been almost a year since you left me.
I still find myself waiting for you to miss me-
But how can I miss someone who hurt me so deeply?
Pathetic.

I have spent so many nights crying to my angels-
Begging them to bring you back.
Cursing them ever for bringing you to me in the first place.
Screaming pain into the void.
A pain that only comes from loss.

I hate myself because I still love you-
After everything that you put me through.

But now-
I’d rather go home alone then go home with you.
Maybe I don't hate myself at all.