I miss you but I hate you now. You pretended to keep loving me for the last few months so I wouldn’t hurt myself. I’ve been with you for the last 4 years and now I’m alone. It sucks. But I’m happy I’m done loving someone who doesn’t love me back. I hope you’re enjoying being single and going out getting drunk all the time with some new guys like you told me you like. I hope you’re happy now, because I’m not.