He hates you.

It is insufferable. You are insufferable. You always know what to say to get him to crumble on his knees. Giving him your best kisses, your most brightest smiles and promises. Only for you to up and leave.

Again.

He tells himself to not come crawling back to you. It is not worth it. Does he ever get through with them? No. Just like you, breaking his promises so easily. It disgusts him, how he starts to resemble you in his most desperate moments.

Of course he had other lovers. They never satisfied them like you did— so he became just like you to them. When they came back, he pushed them away just like you.

Because he is now crawling back to you. God, he hates it. I hate you.