nnu

i hate you

I wish you knew

how hard it is,
to love again.

Did how know?
How much I loved, again and again?

I was always there for you,
but you became too distracted from me.

And here I am still willing to forgive.

It's not enough?
I'm fake to you?

Do you realize what you have done?
Where is your balance?
Which foot is in front of the other?
You don't know.
Hahaha.

I still forgive you, but remember love is a comprimise.

it's strange.

I don't think I miss things like other people do.
I like my life now, a lot.
I love the friends that fill my head with perfect memories.
Maybe I'm careless,
maybe I am selfish,
I think I can't hold on to the friends who cared-less and let go of me for their own selfish reasons.
I may have loved you once but there's this thing about me
I like anything discarded to stay that way, even if you discard me.