At times.

I want to scream that I get it. You don't love me anymore. I don't wanna love you anymore either but I still do. Funny how life works, huh? The roles are reversed but this time it's permanent. Everything I do is irritating, my assumptions are incorrect. I'm hallucinating. There are times when I just want to scream that I know you hate me, that we can never be what we once were. I hate you, I resent you. I resent you for doing this to me. I resent the times when I put so much faith into the future with you that now I'm lost and you're merrily heading your desired path. Other times I want to break down in tears and be in your arms but I know I'll only be pushed away. I want to mope and waste away, hoping that you'll notice and be concerned. What a joke, ha. You'd only laugh and scorn me.

It's okay. You can only see the flaws that once were nonexistent and I only see the world of pink from Cupid's arrow. Life is just that unfair.