So I’ve moved on, I went out with a couple of girls and I’m trying out new things. I am a better person now. Yet whenever stuff gets serious I start thinking of you and that thought haunts me. I’m scared to death to get attached because you instilled in my head that I’m toxic and bad and a cheater. I can’t make myself like other girls because they don’t even compare to you, nobody does compare.
I hate you yet I love you and I’m sorry… I really wish I could accept your request of being friends but we both know it doesn’t work, that we are doomed to be inevitable to eachother.