Dude,
Long time no see.

How's life?
How are you?
How is she?

Oh, me?

Life's okay.
I am fine.
He loves me.

Yep, he loves me, dude.

And now I feel guilty.

I think I miss you, still.
I miss you.
I miss you.
I miss you.

I hate that I loved you. I hate that you were my first love.
I hate you.
     I hate you.
I hate you.

'Cause I still love you.

But I just can't.
I can't.

I shouldn't.