I hate you.

There are many differences between us.
I act my age, older some may say.
You act like you're four, and expect me to believe you.

You want what's best for you,
Nobody else matters.
Not even me, your so-called 'best friend'.

You tell me that you aren't meaning to do the things you do,
"I'm not flirting with him!" You lied.
"I'll never do it again!" Once again, a lie.

I hate you and all of your lies.
I wanted us to be closer,
But you sacrificed our 'friendship'

If you knew how much pain you cause,
If you could see what you're doing to my emotions,
Would you stop?

No. You'd continue and hurt me more.
You're an ungrateful whore!
I hate you.