i hate you, 4 years for that ? 4 years of you telling me how much you want us to get married for that ? now what ? now where are you when I need you ? nowhere near me that's for sure. You went to school away so way I was willing to go with you I wanted to go with you, you just didn't wanted me, how could I have loved someone that strongly for her to fuck me up that much ? all I wanted was you I despise you sometimes, I miss you more though. But I can't even live anymore. Ever since you left you know I wanted to go with you, you know I *would* have gone with you. Four years, just for it to end like this. All that talk about being afraid of becoming strangers... doesn't seem to bother you much now. I’m not sending you anything anymore; it just hurts too much. I’ve blocked you everywhere I’m done with you making a fool of me, blocking and unblocking me. Stop messaging my family, you’re the one who decided to leave. Stop sending birthday messages to my sisters. YOU left.