I hate the feeling of your lips on mine.

soft and caring
sensual

I hate the way when you wrapped your arms around me. How I felt like I had my world in the palm of my hands.



warm, secure,
loving

I hate the way you said " I loved you" The way those three little words made my day. Making me feel warm and fluttery.

lightheaded even.

Most of all I hate the way I found out. That it was all a lie, because the same kisses you gave me.
The same warm caresses you held me in, the way you said you loved me, the late night text saying you missed, me the lil quotes you use to send me. And the same smiles you use to give me every time you saw me, are the same ones your giving the other girl. The one with the prettier smile, the smaller waist, the clearer skin. The one with the longer hair, the perkier attitude to go with the perkier boobs.

Are the same one you giving the same girl you were sneaking out on me on. Telling me "Oh I have some business I have to take care of at work." The same girl you told me was a cousin. The same girl I saw you kissing at the mall where I was hanging with my girls that Saturday afternoon.


I hate the memories you gave me the one that were intended for me to the THINK that you loved me. I hate every single moment we ever shared. Where I let my guard down and let you into my heart. I hate that I loved you blindly, because now all you left me with is hate and my heart shattered on the floor and no way can it be repaired. I fell for you but you never caught me.

On top of it all I hate me.
For falling.
I served my heart on a platter for you, and you went in for the kill.