Sloppy. Almost illegible. But you left me notes on napkins, receipts, the margins of books. I hate that I still have them in a drawer like they’re sacred texts.
So yes. Ten reasons why I hate you. But every single one is just another way of saying: I still love you. And I hate that most of all. Would you like a more lighthearted, comedic version (e.g., “You breathe too loud” and “You finish my snacks”)? Just let me know. 10 reasons why i hate you
Falling asleep on a phone call. Being quiet without it being awkward. Letting someone see me cry without explaining why. I hate that I now walk through the world knowing exactly what I’m missing. Sloppy
That cracked bench near the bus stop. The 24-hour diner with bad coffee. Now I can’t walk past them without my chest tightening. You ruined geography. I hate that I still have them in
Not like you were calling me—like you were coming home. No one has ever said my name like that before. No one will again. And that’s your fault.