Miss you, hate you

It’s been awhile. The thought of you still runs through my mind. Being with you, talking, laughing,  touching you, the way we made love. I miss you so much but yet hate you at the same time for breaking my heart. Sometimes I wish I could see or hear from you, yet at times I glad I don’t. Deep down I’ll always remember how we once were and happy I was with you. How you made me feel but it doesn’t matter anymore cause I was the fool in love with you and you didn’t seem to care at least not anymore. I hope you’re happy over there cause I’m over here wishing at times I was still with you. Wishing we were still together. I hate you but I miss you.