After all, we are all human.
So I don't hate u, for choosing her.
She was shiny and perfect, and all you've ever wanted.
While me, well I was a mess.
A ball of complications, a life of contradictions.
A whole lot of cracks, held together by duct tape.
So I don't hate u, not for choosing her.
What I hate Is why u called me, one year and one month later-
To say how much u hate me, for choosing him.
"You should have known" u said " it wouldn't work that way"
" you should have too" I replied
After a long pause, u said " I hate u so much"
And I knew exactly what u meant.
we are all human.