Heart Eyes

I hope you know how I feel
When I read your
Notes
I imagine you hugging me when I look in my mirror
And I love you

But sometimes I wonder if you still feel the same way

I think about the compliments I gave you in the eighth grade
With Heart Eyes
I wanna be by your side all the time and
I love you

As he opens up his locker he's greeted by another note
But this one seems different
So
Out of sheer nervousness he waits until he's home and comfortable to read the note
When he does it reads:
"Dear A C(#) E,
I'm sorry if anything I'm about to say hurts you but you need to hear this.
Look, its almost as if every time we talk you constantly talk about yourself
Whether its about how cool you are or how miserable you are
Everything is always about you
I don't know how exactly a relationship is supposed to go
But this is not it
Love your ex, (Redacted)"

I cannot read today!
Oh my God.
Oh

I don't know what to think
When I read
Those letters you slipped
In my locker this morning
I don't know what to say
I guess
We don't feel the same
WAY! OH I

Think about the compliments you gave me in the eighth grade
With mixed cries
I cry and weep on my bathroom floor every night
And its all because of you

I hate you
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you
I hate
You

Oh I
Hate the compliments
I used to
Give you in the eighth grade
Hate the fact i looked at you with
Heart Eyes
I hate the thought of loving you
But i hate the thought of
Hating you
And i hate the thought
Of thinking of
You
At
All