We met in the worst of situations, and hated each other from the start.
I guess somewhere along the way the wires got crossed and I mistook you for the one. You tore me up and broke me down to nothing, but why? Did it make you happy to see me in pain over and over and over? Was my love too much to handle? We could have had the world together, but now.. we hide in hatred. I adored you, and still to this day, wish you would call.
I guess I really do mean nothing to you.