I wish i didn’t believe the lies you told me. I hate that i still care about you. I don’t miss you though – you taught me a lesson that i didn’t learn the first time, but i hate that you moved on like those two months we dated didn’t mean anything. Thank you for fucking up my future relationships. You hurt me multiple times saying you loved me and i was your everything then a couple days later you ask if we can be friends, like wtf. You changed for her but not for me. Was i not good enough to try? Was i nothing to you?