i hate you.
i hate you for leaving.
i hate you for leaving me.

but we'll make it through right?
it's not that long. we'll try to deceive ourselves, or rather me deceiving myself.

why does it have to be you.
the past few days have been crap. fucked up in every possible way, in the worst possible time.
i dont like what we're doin to each other. i dont like how similar we are, but yet thats what bring us so much closer. it's freaky how we think of the same things at the same time, how we're two insecure idiots with imaginations, taking turns to reassure each other, without fail.

and you always say the right things to make me feel better.
things have changed, it makes us real (:

we'll get through (but i still hate you)