I know you've heard this many times
I miss the old you
that's an understatement
I miss the girl I could tell anything to
I miss the girl that would sit on the floor with me gossiping with face masks
I miss the girl that would hug me after not seeing me for a few days
I miss the girl that I would spend my whole summers with
I miss the girl that I could trust with my secrets
I miss the girl that wouldn't judge me for what I did or do
I miss the girl who used to be grateful for everything she got
I hate the girl I can't tell anything to
I hate the girl who won't hangout with me anymore
I hate the girl that gives me dirty looks after not seeing her over the weekend
I hate the girl who ditched me to hangout with other girls
I hate the girl I can't trust with my secrets
I hate the girl who judges me for what I did or do
I hate the girl who is ungrateful for everything she gets
