You have no idea what you do to me.
You used to make me not hate myself as much as i did.
You used to make me wish i was a better person.
You made me want to be a better person.
You made me become a better person.
Now you're gone.
And you don't even care.
And you probably never did.
And now i'm back to the old me.
Worse than that.
I hate myself more than i ever did.
I wish i could hate you.
But i can't.
So i'll just hate myself for that too.