Unsent Messages

Its weird to think last summer i was infatuated with you. When now even typing your name feels wrong. Weird to think i use to spend so much time thinking about you, how we were gonna spend our future, excited for all the future plans you promised me. You talked about me like you wanted me to be yours forever. I knew you wanted me, and maybe its my ego, but there is no way you would do all of that, for what? i literally racked my brain thinking, trying to see if there was any point where it felt like you werent as infatuated with me. Anyways i hate you, or not hate you, but, i dont necessarily wish the best for you. You were my first, and at that time it wasnt that bad, but boy are you lucky i never talked to anyone before, cause i wouldve zooted tf out of there if i knew all that wasnt normal. Anyways, thanks for the memories, no thanks for the shitty end, that hurt dickhead, and over text? said you wanted to be friends? wasnt in the right head space? you shouldve gave me the closure i needed. Anyways, hate you, very glad im in love with someone who truly shows mw what love really should feel like. bye forever :)