I hated him. I hate him. I will always hate him. I hate him for doing this to me. I hate him for hurting me like that. I hate him for making me love him. I hate he was ever in my life. But would my life ever been the same if he wasn't in it. Would I ever fell in love? Would I ever been that happy? Would I ever have a best friend like him? Would I ever been like me. No I wouldn't but I still hate him. He was the one I always thought the perfect one. I was going to marry my soul mate. But I will never forget the day he broke me. But after that day I knew he wasn't worth crying. But it wouldn't stop falling. It was like rain drops falling on a cloudy day. Like a sprinkler sprinkling water on grass. Like my tears that couldn't stop. I need to move on but it is not easy. He was the other half of my heart. But I need to move on. I keep telling myself "move on, move on!" it not easy seeing him with another girl. It's not easy seeing him at ALL!
I couldn't bare walk next to him and not start tearing up.
But I know someday I will move on and he will to, but I just have to wait for that day. I have to be love like that again but I know he is the only that will.
HATE is EASY Love is Courage