You know,
sometimes I hate you
sometimes, I ask myself
what the fuck I was thinking
I learned your methods of madness
with no logic behind them
You make no sense,
you are completely closed off
sometimes you're so dense
that I wonder who would ever love you
and why I ever did,
To put it simply,
I regret it, I regret us,
I regret that we ever happened
and to put it simply,
I hope I break your heart,
over and over again.
Author notes
"Sometimes I have the impulse to smack you awake."
