I want you to kill any last shred of hope I have left. Is your new guy better? Was I not special at all? Were you able to get everything you had with me through him and more? I'm tired of hanging on already. Tell me you love him, that you wish you were with him sooner. Hurt me so I have a reason to hate you already. Even when you stopped talking to me again you said you weren't serious about him. Even while we were still talking you wouldn't tell me we'd never get back together again. I hate having hope for you already.