I Miss You.

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.