I hate you
You suppose to go to hell
Because for everything that I wanted to do to you
And with you
I will go there too

You are an *******
You suppose to get the hell out
Of my head
It's full in there you *******

Oh my lord you are so ******* stupid
Lust is one thing
Love is another
From the way I touch you they suppose to show
Like crystal clear
I have too many of each

******* you are an idiot
I hit you so hard in the face
Yet you should have seen my heart
The damage was pebbles compared to that
No worries tho
My lips are bandages

Hello there, somebody
I know you might never read this but maybe you will find this
Even tho I'm not sure how much time you spend
Digging this out of my chest

It was very nice of you to meet me here today
I was very happy to know that somebody is there
Reading the most I can say regarding the least I try to feel

I was talking about how much I never say enough
Altho don't get me wrong I have felt enough
I am just sick I guess, and I hope it is something that can be medically explained and healed

It was really my pleasure to come into an encounter with you
Maybe you never realized how you light up this hollow that once filled by so-called perhaps soul
And I wish, I know I can only wish
That at least one day, probably when I decide to be happy and draw a few red lines across my veins
you will understand that it was never your fault
Loving someone that is not capable of loving herself
as much as she loves you

I wish you happiness, my friend

Love,
Somebody else