I hate loving you.

I hate loving you.

i hate finding your post its everywhere.

i hate finding your pictures everywhere.

i hate that i have your perfume bottle.

i hate that you gave me pluto, i cant cuddle him anymore.

i hate that loving you was the best feeling in the world.

i hate that i have to let you go.

i hate that its a necessity.

i hate it. i just hate it.

i dont want to feel like this anymore. i dont want to feel empty, or lost. i dont want you to give me my heart back, but i know you have to, you have to for me and i hate that.

i hate that we couldn't have had a better story, i hate that it was so perfect. i hate that you're so perfect. i hate that im saying hate so much.

i need to get this all off of my chest. i need to scream it out and write it down, i need to see it physically to believe it. i need to get all of my secrets out, secrets about myself. im being vulnerable and weak, but thats ok. i really dont mind because my ego is past this. my soul owns this story and it will forever.

i cant wait to stop chasing the perfect life and living it instead. i cant wait to be strong for myself and to push through anything. i cant wait to feel like ive succeeded more than i thought i was ever capable of. i cant wait to find the missing piece in feeling complete with myself. i cant wait to be independant and inspiring. i cant wait to prove to myself that im capable of anything and everything.

i cant wait to see how well i do without you.