why do i miss the times we spent together? i hate what you made me feel like, after the summer you made me feel like nothing, like i was worthless. you made my life hell without even being there. you hurt me so deeply. you say you didn’t but i know you fucking did. nothing will ever change that, and i may say i’m over it but i am not. i may say i don’t miss you. this is true, i don’t. i miss the way you used to make me feel - happy and complete like nothing bad could happen. what the hell happened to you after the summer? what made you change?