The fact that we’re breaking up doesn’t mean that I hate you. Just like the fact that you’ve dated me doesn’t mean that you’ve loved me. I wish you all the best in life. I will always remember you, and I hope that you will remember me too.

I don’t think that I deserve your forgiveness, but I will hate myself if don’t try at least. I know I messed up big time, but I love you more than anything in the world and I can’t imagine my life without you. I promise to make it up to you.

Love is so complicated. I hate talking about my feelings and trying to understand why I feel what I feel. I just love you because of you. I love you because every part of you makes every part of me insanely happy. I love you, and that’s all that matters to me.

I loved you the most, and even after all the pain you’ve given me, I’m ashamed to say I still love you, but the more I love you, the more I hate myself. I hate myself for becoming the person I am in order to become the person you want me to be. I’m losing myself as I spend more time with you. I deserve better and that’s why I can’t be with you anymore.

Falling in love with you is the best thing that ever happened to me. I used to hate surprises, I used to hate the uncertain, but with you, hate isn’t a word at all. You make me happy like no one else in this world ever did. Thank you.

We fight, we argue, we hate each other, we make fun of one another, we kiss and make up, we are a mess. But at the end of the day, one truth remains – we love each other to perpetuity.

I hate it when you compare yourself to others or what others can give. I hate it when you look down on yourself, because honestly, you are the best thing that ever happened to me. I could not imagine my life without the annoying you.

I hate waiting, I really do. But I did that for you. I must really love you.