Dear Conor

Dear Conor,

Your gunna hate me but guess what I don’t care, I really don’t care if you hate me. Go ahead. I want you back. You know this already but I don’t think you know how much I want you back. Kyla gave me her password and told me to go look at your profile and I just started crying. God I’m such a freak, I don’t care this is something you need to know. I still f*****g love you, no I’m still IN love with you. I can’t fix it and I can’t shove my feelings away like you can. I can’t do it and I don’t know if I want to either.

Kyla and I just started talking about you again tonight and I cannot say bad things about you. She called you a b*****d and it made me mad. I hate the fact that I still am in love with you. I’m happy for you that you can shove away your feelings and not give a s**t about whether I love you or not. I wish I could do that. I wish I could move on and say I don’t care about you at all, you hurt me I don’t care anymore but I can’t and it continues to hurt me and I can’t f*****g blame anyone but myself. I hate myself for it.

I know you don’t actually give a s**t about any of this but I wanted to tell you anyway. I’m still in love with you.

 

Love...

Serena.