This one is for you.

You know who you are.

The boy who left and took my heart with him.

No, I don't truly have a reason to hate you, but I still do.

When I see you in public I want to become invisible, I want to curl up and cry.

When I see your posts on social media, I always make sure to like them because maybe someday you will realize what you left behind.

Me, you left me.

We weren't dating. We were not exclusive, we never really had that conversation. But you were it for me, you were the only one I was talking to and hanging out with.

You were everything I wanted.

We started texting and snapchatting early on during our senior year. You went to another school, but that was perfectly okay. We had a couple of mutual friends, and they said nothing but nice things about you.

We talked on and off for a while.

We hung out a few times. It was always such a great time. My cheeks would literally hurt after I would get home because of smiling so much.

The last time that we hung out I was finally getting to a good stage in my life. I was so happy with you. You dropped me off after we hung out and I was just so content.

Little did I know this was the last time that I would be happy, let alone content with you. Little did I know that the next time I would see you I would go through the pain of it all over again.

You ripped my heart out and you took it with you when you left.

The month of March we barely talked, it was odd and all I could think about.

March 23, 2017

You left and took my heart with you.

You told me, "I didn't know how to word this but......."

You told me that "it was never my intention to hurt your heart or hurt you in any way."

"It was shitty of me to do this to you."

"You deserve the world."

"I wish the best for you and hope you find the right guy."

You told me all of these things, but you were the right guy. You were what I wanted, you made me think that you were going to be my world.

See, I have no reason to hate you, I should really hate myself for falling for you, but I can't do that either.

Everything was so perfect, it was going so smoothly, and boom. You left.

I want to say that I don't hate you because I have no valid reason to hate you. But I do, I hate you. I hate seeing you in public, and I hate that you broke my heart.

But hey, I wish the best for you and hope that someday you realize that even though it wasn't your intention to hurt me, you did.

And I hope you can find someone who was as down for you as I was.