it's like you smiled and shook my hand and said 'hey, I'm about to screw you over big time'

I meant when I said I love you. But in the moment I said I hate you, I meant it too.

I hate every single one of you who made promises, who made me feel safe and happy and secure. For making me feel better after crying, for making me feel dead after goodbye.

My fear is that, bit by bit, I give myself to people. And people always leave. But they leave with that piece in their pocket. And eventually, I will having nothing left. I will have nothing left to give to the person who deserves everything.

Do not wonder why I hate you. Do not wonder why I walk away when I see you, why I stop breathing when I think of you. I loved you, I love you, but it seems you've all thrown me away.

My tears always came more slowly than the words, the thoughts and the actions.