all my friends say fuck you, but i can’t help but love you. even after all the horrible things you did, i can’t help but think of you some nights. even after the many times you betrayed me, still i lay here reminiscing on all the memories we shared. even after the rumors you spread, still i think your a decent guy. no matter how much i hate to admit it, you had such a strong effect on my life. it was my fault for engaging. it was my fault for thinking we could work. it was always my fault. i almost want you to find this, just so you can think of me again. but still, i couldn’t have helped but loved you.

– olivia