It took so long for me just to feel alright

Yeah, and I thought I've already forgotten you. You asked me if I dislike you. No, I don't. But I hate what you did to me.


I've got no idea when I'm gonna get over this shit. And fucking no idea when I'll really be ok. You didn't know that I'm still affected and will be affected by every single thing you say. I had to act that it doesn't really matter. Not that I want to. I HAD TO. But it's ok, I'll be ok. It's not the first time anyway.