We are all one wrong comment away from hating each other. At least, I’m one comment away from making you hate me. You’ll never get rid of me though because you like that I follow you like a puppy.

You love me and I love you. Two completely different types of love. You tell me about this great guy you’re talking to. I come to ask you for a hug when I’m breaking down. Two completely different types of love. You love me because I want you and you like feeling needed. You think I’m a bit weak though, shy and slightly pathetic but sweet. I think you’re loud and sometimes I want to hate you. I think some part of me does.

I wish you would stop telling me about your crush. I wish I hated you. I wish I loved you enough to hate you. I wish you hated me. I wish you thought about me.