What I hate is the fact that there are times when I still feel bitter. I hate that it irks me that someone got in between us. Why wouldn't I still be hurt. I hold that crap deep inside me & it's forever buried in the darkest part of my heart. 

I'm sure if she knew, she would be so satisfied with herself. She seems like a gal who hates herself but is happy when she's able to hurt other people. 

I know that the only way I would be able to let it go is if I unbury it myself. 

I just don't want to betray myself in the process of doing it. Maybe one day I will come to terms with it but until then, it still fucking irks the shit out of me.