I thought you were different and I was wrong. How naive could I be?
You are just like him. You brought me happy and yet painful memories. I saw him in you. I start to remember the past that I’m dying to leave behind as I try to move on.
The way we communicate reminds me of us; The things you do reminds me of him; The way you kicked me aside reminds me of him.
I hate this. I hate feeling this way.