I hope your heart aches like mine when our eyes meet. I hope you lay in bed and think about those stolen moments we had. I hope you wonder if I’m watching you when you know you’re alone like I do.
I hope life beats the shit out of you and leaves you flat on your ass for me to laugh at. I hope you listen to love songs and think of me. I hope you listen to angry songs and think of me. I hope wherever you look I’m there. I hope I never have to see that cocky half-grin of yours again. I hope I never have to see the freckles on your cheek that resemble a star that I used to trace with my thumb.
I hope I get over you. I hope I can learn to love and trust again. I hope my family forgives me. I hope my friends will stop with their disapproving stares. I hope I can find peace without you by my side. I hope I can be normal without you. I hope this is all just a dream and I’ll wake up and everything will be okay. I hope I’m not really this strung up over you. I hope I can realize this is reality.
I hope you feel as bad as you look when you see me in the hallways. I hope you never find someone to fill the void that I left you with in that deep pit you call a heart. I hope you see you still have a small part of my heart. I hope you see that the part you have is useless. I hope you see that it is shriveled up and chipped away into nothing.
I hope you are as miserable as I am.