I hate what you took from me. The only person who ever really meant anything to me. I mean, he’s still here but you took part of him. Since you came into the picture it’s been argument after argument, problem after problem. And in the end, it all stems from one thing … you. I’ve never felt hate for anyone before. But I honestly can say that I hate you.

You said after what happened, being with her makes you feel “secure”. Wtf is that suppose to mean? When you finally decide to leave me for real, she’ll be your fall back? Is that what it means? That’s how I interpret it. Do you realize how many times you told me you hate me since you’ve met her? Do you have any idea how that makes me feel? You don’t, you have no idea because I would never say anything like that to you. Last night you said something that I know will never leave my head “after tonight. get the fuck out of my life.” All that’s gonna run through my head now every time we argue is, did he mean it?

Sometimes I’m way nicer than I should be. You always tell me to put myself first but that’s harder than you think it is when you love someone as much as I love you. For us to ever be together for real, she’s gonna have to be completely out of the picture. Honestly, I’m not sure if that will ever happen…

People, especially you, think I’m a strong person. No matter what happens I’ll always be here for you. And maybe that’s what makes me weak. I love you, and I hate her.

I hate her I hate her I hate her.