At the mention of your name my heart fills with disgust, betrayal, and
anger.

At the mention of what we did sickens me to the point of vomiting.

At the mention of me pouring my heart out to you makes me maniacal.

At the mention of you never calling me when you said you would made me cry.

At the mention of my tears I shed for you on too many nights shames me.

At the mention of my best friends untrusting words makes me want to cease.

At the mention that you actually kept in touch with someone that wasn’t me
irks me.

At the mention of you saying you never cared about me makes me want to die.

At the mention that I even once cared for you and felt sorry for you makes
me enraged.

At the mention that you ever even had an effect on me makes me the maddest
of all.

At the mention that I’m still not over you will always make me bitter.

I’ve been waiting along time to tell you this, but you probably already knew
this:
I HATE YOU!

 
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