I hate him so much because I loved him so much.
He loved the idea of me, the idea of a relationship, how we looked together, the sex. He loved how I loved him, but he never loved me back.
He walked away without a bruise because he never loved me.
Now I'm the one in pain and hurting.
But I'll get him back… I know exactly what I need to do.
And I don't mean getting him back beside me, I mean making him pay for what he did. I'm going to be the karma queen.