But if you had no reason to want this to last, why did you tell me you loved me?
If you didn't hope for us to last, why did you try to make me happy?
I wasn't good enough, was i?
I wish i could've been good enough to make you stay, i wish i could've been prettier and more experienced.
But most importantly, some nights I hate you so much because you left me shattered and broken and alone .
I used to be okay before i met you, before you came. I didn't mind not having anyone.
I hate you for making me wish.
I hate you for giving me fakehopes.
But it's my fault. I should've known better.
