i hate the way i still think about you every time
i hate the way you made me smile
i hate the way you made me happy
i hate the way you broke every piece i have left
i hate the way i told you i was at my lowest and yet you still managed to be stupid
i hate the way i made a playlist for you on your birthday
i hate the way you cheat
i hate the way you didnt defend yourself when i asked to leave
i hate the way i miss you
i hate the way i cant forgive you for what you did and yet i still miss the things we did
i hate the way i loved you
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the aftermath
Short Storyyou were a flower i made sure to water everyday, just to not see you wilt. now tell me, why didnt you say you were poison ivy? a vent book so my writing may not be as good as others
