I let you break my heart twice, let you use me and do what you want. And I still can't be mad at you. We used to stay up til 2 or 3 am, missing sleep just for that one last message, but now you do it with her. You talk about her all the fucking time, it makes me sick, but I do what a good friend does and support you. I fucking love you so much I want you to be happy with her because your happiness means more to me than my own. You deserve the fucking world. I love and hate you