You probably don't even care. you've probably moved on...
That's what it looks like anyway...
I hate seeing you with her all the time.
I hate that you two always catch the same bus.
I hate that you can easily strike up a conversation with her, but can't be bothered about asking me something simple like 'How has your day been?'...
I hate how i'm only good enough for you if i have the chemistry notes you missed or have something to eat....
I hate how you think he is better than me. I hate how he gets to know everything about you but i don't--me who has put in all the effort to be there and help you. Why do you trust him so much. why does he not even haveto try?
I hate how you own a piece of my heart. You don't deserve it, and i just wish you would give it back.
But most of all i hate how i still stick around and stick up for you, even though you treat me like this.
I hate you. I hate you for not loving me back.
Just waiting for the train to come and end it. I don't know how much longer i'll be able to deal with you're unrequited love. You're killing me here.
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