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I lied.

All these days have revealed the hate I felt for you, or what I thought was hate, because I lied.

I always lie to myself, don't I?

I don't hate you. Fuck. I still love you! I love you so damn much that all this hate I've been feeling wasn't directed towards you, instead it was directed to myself. My pathetic self, that can't move on!

It's been TWO months and I'm still here waiting for you. But for what!? Even if you did come back to me what am I supposed to do. Just forget all the pain you put me through!?

I can't do that, so I need to stop hoping.

I need to stop lying to myself.

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