The worst part of all this is that you don’t even realize
how I feel when you make fun of me every day. I hope that the day you realize it,
is the day someone makes fun of you – just like how you did to me. I hate you.
I want you to know how sorry I’am.
I feel bad but believe me that I had no choice,
keeping the truth in me is the only way to protect you.
I hope you will understand me then.
It is not my intention to hurt you.
You are my friend and I love you.
I’m very sorry.
All this while I thought that there could be nothing greater than my heart’s capacity to love you.
But I was wrong because after we broke up I have realized that my heart’s capacity to hate you is much more.
I hate you.