Behind My Eyes.

karma is one hell of a bitch.

i thought about you today.

i sat there and i thought about if you'd ever try to come back after you've grown up and you try to apologize for the way you treated me,

i wouldn't ever be able to forgive you.

it's not like this was middle school when you played your stupid games.

you were a high school graduate and you had nothing to gain from doing it.

you did it out of immaturity and malice.

you knew what you were doing and that was so painfully clear as you laughed with our friend about what you were doing.

there's never going to be an excuse for the way you treated me so you can try every single one the book has,

it won't change the way i feel about you.

i will always lothe you no matter what you try to do to fix it.

you did it twice!

there's no excusing that horrific behavior when it was repeated.

i don't think i'll ever be able to fully wrap my head around it.

i do know the way i feel about you is strong enough to move mountains with.

you should watch your back.

you don't know what i'm capable of.

i hope that nobody ever loves you.

i hope that you never know the joy that is love.

i hope someone plays games with you as you did to me.

i hope someone calls you an object.

i hope you open up to someone and they laugh about it with their friends.

i hope everything you did to me comes back onto you tenfold.

and who knows it just might.