9/07/12

I hate how when we first met, it felt like we'd be bestfriends forever.

I hate how we got a little too comfortable with each other and you said you were falling for me.

I hate how one day I realized I was falling for you too.

I hate how you asked me out on my birthday and I said yes.

I hate how you would drive me to cheer practice because it was an hour and a half away and you were afraid I'd be too tired to drive.

I hate every jam session we had in our cars together and how after a long day we'd fall asleep together.

I hate all of our inside jokes and the way we smiled when we kissed.

I hate that we planned our wedding and dreamnt up names for kids.

I hate how we planned a future and then 3 years later I moved across the country.

I hate how those next 6 months grew harder and harder.

I hate how you flew across to visit me and I hate how much I cried when you left.

I hate how we grew distant and none of us did anything about it.

I hate how when you look back at it I actually wasn't the one to give up at all.

You ended it, you said it was over.

I hate how much more I cried that night and found myself in the arms of someone new after two weeks.

I hate how it hurt you and how he wasn't you.

I hate how I stayed with him and you never told me how you felt.

I hate how after 8 months later I was nothing but the past.

I hate how you grew cold and didn't care about my feelings.

I hate that you blamed me even when it wasn't even my fault.

And I absolutely hate that you said you loved me at all.