Delectable Dee

I hate you.

I know you really see me. I know you know that I know. Somehow, still you choose to ignore me. Why? I don't understand you. I never understood you then and I guess I never will. Why do you do it? Why do you choose to hurt me so?

Was I ever right? You know I hope I am not right. Was I right when I said you can't ever be my friend? Do you enjoy what you do? Do you get something out of it? Do you, perhaps tell yourself you did good everytime you decide to ignore me? Do you give yourself a pat in the back and say, "You did good, dawg! Player! Alright!"


I hope you know what you're doing because I know I'm done chasing the wind. Can't lose what you never had, right?

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