So he may not actually hate me, be he still doesn't love me.
We had a great love him and I. It made the summer nothing it has
ever been or will ever be.
He broke my heart. And I hated him for it, and I thought he hated
me for hating him.
That wasn't true. But he still won't love me. Probably never
again.
But I learned from this...:
THE HOTTEST LOVES ALWAYS HAVE THE COLDEST END.
