I hate you.

I hate you because you came into my life and left. I hate that now I know you, I don’t want to know anybody else. I hate how nothing ever seems to measure up to what we had. I hate that I can’t forget you but I also hate that I might. I hate that most of it was built on lies and yet it felt real. I hate that I never got a chance to tell you in person how sorry I am. I hate that nothing I could say or do fixed any of it. I hate how you were the only person who actually understood me the most but now doesn’t. I hate how you have the ability to make me really happy or make me utterly miserable, but most of all I hate that I lost a friend like you.

[hate is love]