The more I think, the more I hurt, why me, why. It hurts me more and more each time I think about her, I hate her so much, I hate that I loved her, I hate that I actually cared for her, and wasted all my time on her, I hate why I cry over her. I keep trying to forget her but 2 years of my life went to waste for her, so I had someone that I liked being around, someone I called my sister, someone I thought I'd always have in my life.
