I love, I hate, I main, I create a world full of darkened hues just for you. You cannot see the secret love covered in my hate, it is your problem, not mine.
I cannot wish a happy life for you, you have made mine a mess. I wish you could be there to clean it up, but you'd rather be far away, away from your problems and away from me.
Your choice. Not mine.
I supported you. But how could one support a backstabbing liar?
I love you, yet you do not love me back. All you do is cause me pain. Do you care? I doubt not. So go off, do what you wish, and hopefully you'll suffer just as I did. Alone.
I still love you, but not the things you do.
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