one more time.

i write to you again because i'm feeling nostalgic and because i hate you. you came in to just ruin my life, to break my heart. and i know it wasn't you who did it, but you're the cause. yes, if someone can come into someone's life and in just a fucking second "steal" her away then the "love" such person had towards the other was really non-existent, but still. we were okay. it wasn't the ideal situation, not the one i wanted, but it was something and at that moment, it was enough. because all i wanted was her. i wanted nothing else, no one. i wanted her and i thought i had her. it's not your fault and this isn't the reason i hate you. i hate you because you just came to fuck shit up, not with me. but her. you just broke her already broken heart even more, which meant you shattered mine. and i totally understand her for going back to you. i do. i don't say this anyone because most people will yell at me, but i do understand her. you gave her the best feeling in the world. the same feeling she gave me. i would have done the same had i been in a similar situation. if i had to choose between her and someone else, i'd pick her in a heart beat, even if it meant i'd get my heart broken again. but i hate you. for not treating her like she deserved to be treated. for breaking her heart. for coming back and fucking it up for me. i could have never made her happy, but i wanted to try and because of you i will never have the chance now. so fuck you, you emotionless asshole.