I hate you...

I hate you so much that my chest feels like shattering whenever I think of you.

Yet, even with pure loathing.

I still find myself falling...

I'm an idiot.

Falling for someone who wouldn't reciprocate this burning passion I was feeling.

It feels like I swim...

Swim, and swim until I find myself

Falling into the water, drowning until my last breath.

I was foolish.

Whenever I see him.

I see you.

I see a glimpse of us in his eyes.

Of what we would've, could've, should've