I hate

that baseball reminds me of you

that I gave you my side of the bed and that you never knew that it was my side. 

that you were a rebound that turned into a year and a half relationship

that you partied way to much and never got your shit together

that you never treated me the way I should have been treated 

that I miss your sense of humor

that you broke my heart through text message

that I forever think of my home town as your town now

that I’m still not over you, but I know I should be

that you will never read this