Hate you for making me feel insecure..
Hate you for not being the reason I smiled
Hate you cause you never understood what I said..
Yet your presence was enough to make me feel worthwhile..
And most of all I hate myself
For all these messed up emotions in a bunch..
Because I wont ever dread, will never forget
Your innocent, craving yet intellectual touch
P.S.We usually say that the stars can’t shine without darkness..But what if a star has dealt with so much of darkness that it has forgotten to shine..
What if the star has become a meteor..