I hate you because you made me believe you were different. And then I hate myself for thinking that you were. I should have known you were gonna mistreat me like all the rest. I should have known that night was gonna turn into a night of regret.
I regret kissing you, and I regret letting you touch me the way that you did. But most of all I regret letting you get to my heart even if it was just a little bit. Now it hurts, and no matter how hard, or how much I cry, the pain feels like it’s here to stay. But I know it’s not. ‘Cause you’re not worth my pain, my tears, my heart.
Yes, you broke me down, but you’ve also made me stronger. I know what I’m looking for now, and it’s not you. I need love, and that’s something you won’t have for a long time. I guess I should have known that too.
It’s alright though, I’m getting over you. Tomorrow is another day – another day to heal – to grow – to love.
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