I know I didn't love you, I just hated that you never gave me a chance to..

I don't mind that you're asking too much from me, I'm happy to give it all... But I can't, I don't want to, since you're not willing to even pity me something so simple, such as loyalty.

I hate that I can't hate you, because it still feels surreal to me. So, don't expect me to get over something I can't accept.

I hate that I know clearly how it works. That I may seem desperate for you now, but I know, I wouldn't feel the same way if you were right here beside me again. I'm having to constantly correcting myself that 'I don't love you, I never did.'

I hate that you're not there for me, and you should know it. I hate that I would always be there for you, that's something you've got to admit.

It's around this time where you are all i see. You've successfully invaded the thoughts in me.

I love you too, if we're just saying the words..

I enjoyed the moments when you hated her, but I always knew those moments wouldn't last.

I've walked away in the past, and I can do it again... but this time, I need to know that you'll be alright.

I know how you feel, because this is exactly how I felt about you.. I loved you more.