i'm so tired of feeling like everyone hates me.
honestly, i never expected or wanted brad to come in between us.

because he's so nice to me. so nice.
and i really don't fucking get why you were so adamant about wanting me to be unhappy.
he texted you because i started crying in the car. because i didn't know what to do.

i miss you so much, but it doesn't matter because you don't care. you're glad i'm gone and everything we ever did together, every memory, means absolutely nothing to you. and that's what i hate.
i love you. i care about you.
i wish you could understand that i want the best for you and i want you to know how much i care about you. i wish i could have done better, i suppose.

but i'll be here.
i never wanted to replace you. but you pushed me away.