Oh how much i missed old you,
when you bothered to talk,
when you didn't avoid me.
When it was a simple time.

You always talked about him,
'hes so perfect you don't see it',
I did see what he was really like,
A bastard who got in our way.

You stopped talking for a week,
making me terrified and worried,
I tried die twice because of you,
I didn't even get a goodbye.

You didn't even split up with me,
you got your friends to do it.
If you really cared about it,
you would have done it yourself.

Then we started to talk again,
we talked again twice.
Both times, you broke my heart.
You made me hate everything.

I lost my friends because of you,
I lost my emotions and will to live
now I only have one emotion.
That emotion is hatred.

I hate you for everything,
I lost everything because of you.
And after all you did,
I was 'in the wrong'.

I don't really hate you.
I'd still die for you.
After all that I went through,
I'd do it 100 more times.