Nothing More Than an Illusion

I cannot even begin to express how much I hate you. I hate you for turning out to be just a figment of my imagination. I hate you for every time I find myself missing you. I hate you for every night I fall asleep thinking of you. I hate you for everything I write about you. I hate you for every song that reminds me of you. I hate you for every dream I have about you. I hate you for showing me glimpses of a happy life. I hate you for how amazing you are. I hate you for everything you’ve put me through. I hate you for breaking me. I hate you for stealing my heart.

I hate myself for loving you, nothing more than an illusion.

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