11:29 p.m.
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i hate you.
i hate the way you make me feel.
i hate the way you control all of my thoughts.
i hate the way your voice sounds in the mornings.
i hate how you could make anyone fall at your feet with just a small smile.
but most of all, i hate how easy it was for you to walk away without an ounce of regret.
without the decency to even give me a warning.
YOU ARE READING
everything and nothing
Poetry"i was too much and not enough for a man who was everything and nothing at all" ~ lowercase intended
