My confession?
Even though you hurt me.
Even though you chose her.
Even though you ignored me.
Even though you moved on without even thinking about me.
Even though everything is great for you while I fight back tears.
Even though you’re an a****** who doesn’t care about anyone but himself.
Even though you broke my heart and I should hate your guts.
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to stop caring about you.
Because you may be all those things, but you were so much more as well.
You meant the world to me.