And truth be told I'm lying.

Two weeks. Time flies haha. Of course I still think about you. Though I try not to. It's not as often now, anyway. Which makes me feel kinda sad because I'm starting to let myself forget you. But remembering you brings pain even though I try to remember the happy things. Sometimes I think that if we were in the same school things wouldn't end up like this. Sucks (sorry for my language) that we're like this now huh.

I don't always hate people. Believe me I don't want to hate you. But it's easier that way. I have so much in life to look forward to. So much commitments even without you. Floorball, Council, H3 Research, Diploma in Islamic Studies. (Yeah thinking about this I think I really created a recipe for disaster for myself.) And I hope that at the end of next year, I will do better than you. I'm not competitive when it comes to you, heck (sorry I need to mind my language but lack of a better word) I gave you everything I had and helped you in every way that I could. And being a competitive person that I am, I NEVER give my notes to anybody. So consider yourself lucky urgh. I am better than you. I will prove it.

When you hear this song I hope that it will give you hell. You can sing along I hope that it puts you through hell.