Hello,

How are you? Why weren’t you here,

You made me so scared when I thought

Nevermind what I thought, it’s silly,

Never could have happened, right?

I don’t think so. Well, I wish you well,

But then, not really

I kind of hope you die, but then I guess having me

To take care of, must suck, but for you to

Say that about me,

Was just plain wrong,

I don’t hate you,

I hate what you do

I hate that you know how to get to me, how to control me.

I hate it!

Why do you have to make me feel like I’m

Bleeding to death on my own terms?

That the reason I am miserable

Is not even a reason?

Like I have nothing left, Nothing at all,

You say you don’t hate me either,

Then why do I feel like this?

Well, I’m waiting…