I thought I loved you,
but I hate you.
Why am I thinking of you,
when you don't think of me.
I miss you,
but i'm better off without you.
I wish I cross your mind at least once;
when you left I acted like it wasn't a big deal,
when really it was breaking my heart.
Im hurt and alone, I feel broken,
and its thank to you.
You were a stranger that made me feel full again.
Loving you was perfect,
that didn't exist.
