2 months and 6 dreams later I’m finally starting to think about you less and less throughout the day.
I hate you so much for what you did to me. You were lying when you told me you had changed and I believed you when my friends didn’t. I feel so stupid for thinking I had somehow changed you. And you’re an idiot for not realizing I was upset that you were cheating on me right in front of me. I know you don’t care about me, maybe you did at first, but you’ve done worse to other girls in the past so I made no difference in your life.
The first semester of senior year was pretty horrible, I was depressed for different reasons. When we started dating in the second semester it made me so happy. I’m just sorry it ended so soon.
So…. fuck you. For making me feel like it was my fault for a while. For letting it be so easy to break up with you. For leaving me without any closure. Because a teeny, tiny part of me still likes you just a little.