I hope your new girlfriend treats you how you deserve. I’m sorry I wasn’t the best. I wish you the best even if you wish the opposite for me. Fuck, I still love you. I hate how I recognize your scent in a room full of people. I hate how I spot you in a room full of people. I hate how it’s always you I’m worrying about when I shouldn’t care. I hate how I still care. I hate how you treat her better than me. I hate how I wasn’t the one. I hate how you talk horribly about me to others when at some point you loved me with all your heart. ‘I’ll wait for you, as long as it takes,’ now I’m the one playing the waiting game.