All I can say is I hate you.
I hate your smile.
I hate your hair.
I hate when you call me 'Cute'.
All I feel is hurt.
I hurt when I think of your smile when we laughed.
I hurt when I remember playing with your hair.
I hurt when I replay you calling me 'Cute'.
When I think of you, I'm numb.
And that's all I have left from you.