LOVE HATE

I don’t hate you, I love you. But loving you is killing me. So this is goodbye even if I don’t want it to be.

I don’t hate you—I love you. But this love hurts too much, and I can’t keep going. Even though it’s hard, I have to say goodbye. It’s not what I want, but it’s what I need to heal and find peace.

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