• tbh

    by  • December 18, 2017 • * Safe for Work *, To You • 6 Comments

    I was probably here first.

    You know what kills me the most? You will never seem to put yourself in my shoes, understand that I have my own point of view of this whole thing.

    I’m sorry you’re hurting. I am too. I have been since the moment I fell in love with you when we were 18.

    I tried to move on because I hated you and I still do.

    But yet, I also still LOVE YOU.

    6 Responses to tbh

    1. Him
      December 18, 2017 at 9:55 am

      Are you tbh?

    2. Me
      December 18, 2017 at 8:16 pm

      If you still loved me this isn’t where you’d say it

    3. Impossible
      December 19, 2017 at 5:57 pm

      How can you truly hate someone you love? Hate is such a strong word. People don’t realize how strong it is when they use it. Hate means you wish them dead. You wish them unhappiness and all of the pains that life has to offer. You want them to be tortured relentlessly and you will smile watching it happen.

      Love on the other hand, means the complete opposite. You wish them all of the pleasures this life has to offer. You are willing to sacrifice just to see them happy. You wish them the longest happiest and most fruitful life possible. You would love to enjoy this all with them, but even if you have to sit on the sidelines and watch from afar you will be okay with that.

    4. Author
      December 20, 2017 at 4:29 pm

      I am tbh.

      If I could tell you in person, I would.

      That’s your own definition of hate. To hate someone defined by the dictionary would mean to detest them, to dislike them passionately or to have an extreme aversion to them. Either way my love for them trumps the hate. Always.

      • Him
        December 22, 2017 at 10:04 pm


    5. confused
      December 24, 2017 at 1:55 pm

      to be honest=tbh? or is that initials?

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