Broken

This hurts. I try to hate you, but I love you, and I hate it. You tear me apart inside. Everything reminds me of you and what you did to me. How can you go on like nothing ever happened? How can you pretend that you've done nothing wrong? You loved me too and you told me with your eyes that day. You lifted me up; I danced on clouds for days. But then you dropped me. And I fell, I fell, I'm still falling. This is killing me and I hate that you can do this to me and that I still love you.

Day 1 of summer and I have 1 pair of sunglasses, 1 sunburn, and 1 broken heart to show for it.