Dear R,
I still love you. Why? I’m not quite sure. You will forever be my first love, and that’s something I can’t seem to shake. I say that I hope you’re happy with her, the girl you were with when we were still together. I really don’t mean it though. I hope you realize what you did. I have a lot of questions though, like did you tuck her hair behind her ear like you did with me? Did you tell her that story of how you got sick? Oh and do you remind her everyday that she’s your “queen”, a name you use to call me? I hate you, but I love you. I hate the way you listen to rap and know the lyrics to every song. I hate how you laugh when you make a joke. I hate that smile you get when you are with your friends. I hate the way you held me in your arms as we fell asleep. I hate the way you kept every momentum from our time together. I hate it all. But everything I hate about you, I also love.