I hate you.
I hate the way you made me feel. I hate the way you looked at me and I went crazy over it. I hate the way your ocean colored eyes ruined me and made me vulnerable to your lies.
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!
You never cared about me, or how I felt in a situation. You never cared about anyone but yourself. You are selfish, crazy, deranged, and worst of all, you didn’t appreciate me. That is why you lost me.
I wanted to save you, but you didn’t let me. Why? Why didn’t you let me save you? You had me wrapped around your little finger so tight, I couldn’t see how bad you were treating me.
I would have walked barefoot, naked even in hell for you if that meant I could hold your hand. Your hands fit so perfectly in mine until you took me on a journey you knew that was going to break my walls, and my heart.
Everything was so overextended about you. You made us seem too long but in reality, you ruined me in only 2 years. Every time we broke up, I waited for you to take my heart again and crumple it in front of me again, and again after that. And dear god, did I love watching you do that.
You got off on hurting and ruining me. I let my walls down for you because I couldn’t see that you were ruining me with every brick that came off. It eventually all fell down; I couldn’t see what was happening anymore. You consumed my every thought. You were the only thing on my mind.
I can’t believe I let myself fall for your lies again, and again, and again over time. You led me into your ocean; I soon got lost, and you walked off with someone else that you can throw into your ocean again and forget about like you forgot about me.
I should have known you were never coming back, but I fooled myself thinking you were. I sat up every night crying, praying to God that I would get a text message from you telling me you missed me, or loved me.
Even a simple, “Hi” would have done the trick. You set me off in places I never knew could set off. My heart jumped out of my chest and the thought of your name being said. That’s how tight you had me around your finger.
I relate to people that experienced this too, and I shouldn’t have to. No one should have to relate to each other, especially on this topic. Girls do it to guys, guys to it do girls. Girls do it to girls, and guys do it to guys. That little quote, “Everything happens for a reason,” is complete bullshit. No one should have to experience this feeling.
The gut-wrenching feeling that someone you think loves you when in reality, only loves themselves. The gut-wrenching feeling that you’re going to get a text back, but it’s been a week. The gut-wrenching feeling when all you do is fight, and bicker. Things like that shouldn’t have a reason behind them.
Your new girlfriend thinks you put the stars in the sky. I thought that too before you took all the stars away from me when you left me for her. That’s what you’re going to do to her too, and the next girl, and the girl after that.
I wasn’t the first girl you took the stars from, but I damn sure want to be the last. No girl should have to feel like that can’t move, breathe, eat, drink, without you consuming their every thoughts all because you left. I’ve said it so many times.
Don’t crush her heart in front of her like you did, and let her drown in you.
Take it from me.
