Don't take it personally, my love,
But I want him to break your heart.
I want you to feel pain.
I want you to feel what I felt when you said you missed him.
I want you to feel lost.
I want you to feel brokenhearted.
I want you to feel clueless.
Because all you gave me were mixed messages of love, desire, and admiration.
Now I won't lie to you or myself.
I still have this unconditional love for you.
It's foundation blossoms from the pit of my stomach.
But I hate you so much.
And it kills me to see you hurting
Because I know you hurt enough already
And I wish I could take away all that hurts you.
I'm no superhero though, but I'm certainly not a villain either.
I'm just a bystander caught in the crossfire.
I wish you could stand in my shoes, at least once.
And be able to understand the rush of emotions that flows through my head whenever you fall into my line of vision.
The only way that will ever happen is if you hurt.
Hurt as passionately as I hurt for you.
I hate you almost as strongly as I hold love for you.
But please, don't take it personally.