I miss you.
Oh so much.
I miss you so much that
I hate you.
I miss you to the point of
wishing that I had never even met you.
And that I wish you'd just disappear out of my mind and memory for good.
Sometimes I think about the new girl, if she even exists.
Just the possibility that she can exist is enough.
To drive even the sanest person mad.
I miss you so much that I wrote this for you.
Knowing damn well that you won't ever read it.
I had to get it off of my chest.
Even though I try to not be upset, 3 am thoughts still get the best of me.
I miss you.