I miss you so much. I hate you but I miss you. I hate that you hurt me over and over but I just miss being around you. I want you to get out of my head, but another part of me wants you to come over and tell me that you’re sorry. You know I’m here. Just drive over. It isn’t that far. I want to see you so badly. I think a part of me is always going to love you. Fuck.