I used to be sad when I thought about how you’ll never look at me again the way you now look at her…. but we’re done, whatever it is that we had, it’s in the past. I realized that you’re just a sad, pathetic boy who only wants what he can’t have, and once he gets it, he loses interest. I’m sorry I wasted so much time hoping you’d come back when you’re clearly over me. I hope someday you’ll look back at me and think to yourself, “Wow. Why did I let a girl like that go?” and come back to me. But not so we can be together again, so that I can turn you down as a big “fuck you” for everything you’ve done. I hope that someday you realize what you lost, because I’m done waiting for you. In my mind, we weren’t really over… until now.

I want you to to want me, I need you to need me, I love you to love me, I’m begging you to beg me. </3

Oh wow, if you still liked me then why’d you break up with me? Ugh. :/