I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.
Those words sounded better in my head.
Now as I read them, I realize how ridiculous they appear to be.
You never comprehended how much you meant to me.
I wish I could hate you, trust me,
I wish I did.
It would make things easier.
For me and everyone who hears your name consistently falling off of my tongue.
I find this predicament laughable,
Falling in love with someone who's forbidden to reciprocate my feelings.
As you can possibly tell, I've never been in this situation before.
It still catches me off guard from time to time
The fact that you can't ever be mine.
With love,
Casuallycool
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Unsent Letters (COMPLETED)
PoesíaWelcome to reality. A book in which Casuallycool writes letters and never sends them. (Hence the title) This book contains profanity.
