I'll grind my teeth to dust before I let you see how much you've affected me. I'll burn holes with my eyes before you see how much you ripped me apart.

There are no more tears for you, your face won't meet these crying eyes. This is a perfect chance to give you one more glance, before I bury you.

I'll remember memories I thought I forgot, that's what you get for what you put me through.

I'm glad it's over. I know I'll regret you the rest of my life. It's like flying just to fall.

But now I hate every breath you take, and the way that I can't take the intensity of this hatred everyday when we collide. The intensity of hatred is you...