ARRRGGGHHHH.

You're a stupid stupid stupid boy.

With your stupid little half grown moustache that looks really ugly and your stupid funny shaped head that seems to only hold a couple random math skills.

And your stupid long eyelashes and unusual blue eyes.

And your stupid scratchy pre-pubescent voice and your stupid friendly uniqueness that managed to ensnare me in your stupid stupid little net.

And your stupid ugly coloured hoodies that I used to wanted so badly to wrap up inside.

And your stupid STUPID friends who you would date and NOT ME.

YOU'RE STUPID PICKINESS, HOW DARE YOU?

HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT?

HOW DARE YOU?

HOW COULD YOU HAVE EVER POSSIBLY CHOSEN THEM AND NOT ME?

And you tell this to SARAH.

How dare you have the nerve to talk to me after everything you don't even know you've done.

You stupid stupid stupid little boy.

How DARE you.

The stupid way you keep giving me these stupid flashbacks of all out stupid little good times when we were alone together.

Stupid times when you were excited you got me all to yourself.

Oh, oh yes.

You said so yourself, I have the conversation history to PROVE it.

And I haven't read it for ages but I know it all off by heart anyways.

Every little thing you did right just made every huge thing you did wrong even worse.

And you did every possible wrong thing wrong.

You could have made this easy for me.

Quick and clean and easy, no strings attached.

But instead you ripped me apart and tore my skin and shredded my heart with your teeth.

You stabbed me in the chest with a rusty spoon and scooped out my heart in the most violent gruesome way you possibly could have!

GOD YOU'RE GOING TO BE BAD AT BIOLOGY.

Stupid stupid little boy you have no idea what you've done. When you look at me and I look at you and we walk past each other with cold expressions of indifference, you have no idea what I'm thinking.

No, I don't hate you.

No, I definitely don't love you.

Yes, I'd be sad if you left.

No, I wont care if we never speak again.

I'm done. Over. Finished with you.

I'm only still battling with the angry scars you left behind.