i.
i hate you. i hate you for breaking my heart, i hate you for making me love you, i hate you for all of it. you swore to me that this time would be different. there would be no tears, no scars, no late-night wondering about what i did wrong. ...so then why is it 3am and i can’t stop wondering what i did wrong?
ii.
you’re the most beautiful person i’ve ever met. with that heartbreaking smile you told me about your past trauma, old drama, last flame that never could’ve lasted. i will never meet someone else with the same kind of glint in your eyes. you broke my heart, and darling i thanked you.
iii.
i still ******* love you. with everything within me i have tried to move on but my healed heart still wants you, after all this time, and how can i deny that heart the very same thing that could fix it? i am hurting, my dear. i am hurting without you.