I loathe her.
I detest her.
I hate her.

I know I don't mean all of it
but I hate this unfair world we live in.

I spend so much time
trying to make you happy,
I spend so much effort
to always be there for you.

Somehow, I am still replaced
by your first love who
was never there for you
when you needed someone.

You go crawling to her
when I know you best,
when I know what to
say to make you happy

but you go to her
because of course,
she was your first
and I am so easily
  r e   p l  a c   e d.

And I hate her
and I hate how
you can make me
feel so worthless
so fast when
I thought you
were the only
one in the world
who couldn't
and wouldn't
hurt me.