angry, for once

mmmmm, sorry, this is pretty ugly. I just…yeah…well, you’ll see:

you took everything from me,

and you’re not cold hearted,

but you are silent.

and that’s just as bad

because it’s like you don’t care, and you never did.

I don’t know anything about you.

I hate that I wasted my time with you,

I hate that I cared

I hate that I sacrificed

I hate that I wrote you poetry

I hate that I prayed for you

I hate that I spent any amount of time on you.

Unresponsive.

You are a brick wall,

and I can’t go through,

and I can’t turn back.

Fuck you.