I hate you.
I hate everything about you.
I hate just the though of you because it does nothing but bring me pain.
I feel nothing but regret and resentment thinking of you.
I hate you for hurting me.
I hate you for not being the person I though you would be, that you said you would be.
I hate how you never tried as hard for me as i did for you.
I hate how when I finally gave up, you didn't fight it.
I hate all your broken promises and your failures.
I hate your smile.
I hate your name.
I hate that every night I still think of you. Every, fucking, night.
I hate that I can't let go of you.
I hate that I'm still broke after all this time after you.
I hate how I've changed, how I've become so bitter and cynical. and cruel.
I hate how I'm not the least bit happy or excited for my birthday, or anything anymore.
I hate that when I think of my future kids you're still in the fucking picture.
I hate that you did this to me.
I hate that you made me hate you.
God dammit I just want to forget you.
and the future we will never have together.
But most of all. I hate that I still love you too much to tell you any of this.
I hope you never see this, and that I never see you again.
I hate you.