i hate you. i love you. why do you do this to me?

you break up with me. an hour later you ask my friend for nudes. one week later, you're telling your best friend how much you miss me.

i know i deserve better than you. i am aware.

but god, it hurts so bad.
i passed you today and your smell almost killed me.
you drive me so fucking crazy. i cannot believe you did that. after all the whispers of 'i love you' and little touches and the presses against the sheets, what the fuck is wrong with me that i still love you?

this is a mess but so am i and i know it's because of you.

i've never met a boy that brings me to my knees like you do