I Hate To Break It To You But You Are Nothing But A Chauvinist Boy



I hate the way you countlessly hurt me.

I hate the way I shed tears for you.

I hate my patience for you.

I hate the way I am too understanding when it comes to you over the years.

I hate that I gave you hundred chances more than you deserve.

I hate this kindness I have for you.

I hate that life gave me you- to break me.

I hate that I found someone like you.

I hate it that even how the hell it hurts, I still find strength to hold on, to stay and to be broken a thousand times more.

I hate the fact that I can’t give you up even though you'.re a contemptible human being.

I hate that you hurt me so bad. That I seem too bad for you.

I hate that I get to take the pain every time. That I still care so much for you even though you don’t deserve.

I hate how your eyes lie.

I hate the way you look at me- the way it feels like it means nothing.

I hate the way you belittle the best love I feel for you simply because you never feel it for me.

I hate how your eyes tell the tales of your love for her.

I hate that you broke my life into pieces.

I hate that I care for you this much over the years of suffering and sacrificing.

I hate that you didn’t try to love me.

I hate that my pain and anger made me into this. That it made me incapable of loving you anymore.

I hate wasting my precious time with you.

And this time, I will never settle for less than I deserve.

I'm damn tired of your foolish games.

I will no longer beg an attention and love.

I will never chase you again. I will stop hoping that one day you'll change.

I will never be an instrument of your selfishness.

I'm no longer your option, your maybe, your second best, your ad-hoc lover.

I hate to break it to you but I'm no longer the woman whose stomach is filled with butterflies each time you grab my hand.

I hate to break it to you but you're nothing but a chauvinist boy.

I hate to break it to you but I deserve to be happy this time.

I hate to break it to you but I was never be good enough for the wrong people.

I hate to break it to you but I cannot love you until the drop of infinity runs out.

I hate you so much that I don't want to see you again.

And if you're reading this, I HATE EVERY BIT OF YOU!

Written By Bea C. Pilotin

Bio: I'm a woman who is passionate about coherent words. I love Ben Affleck because he has a name like my Dad that sounds like freshly laundered sheets flapping on the air.

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