I hate you for this. For making me cry so much over something you seem to be taking to lightly. I hate you because your going on with your normal life as if nothing ever happened and leaving me in the dust. I hate because you dont love me the way you used to. I hate you because of what you've become. I hate you because of the things you make me endure on a daily basis. I hate you because you arent mine anymore. I hate you because I have to tolerate this shit. I hate you because I can't move on. I hate you because you expect me to. I hate you because of what your make me feel. I hate you because I feel like there is nothing without you. I hate you because my world revolves around your smile. I hate you because I can't ever hate you. I hate what you are now, and I hate that I can't do anything to change that. So now instead, I hate myself. For making that decision. I hate myself for not cherishing you enough all those times I needed to. I hate myself because another man will soon bask in the perpetual glow of your essence. You'll smile upon him, and he'll feel like the luckiest man alive. I however, will be digging my own grave at the bottom of this bottle.
Hoping I never wake up from that medicated dream, all I can hope for now is to die in my sleep. The sweet escape. And the realization of knowing that we'll both be happy.
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