Broke

Why i still talk to you.
i really don't know.
its funny how i hate you so much
yet i still find myself reminiscing about you
about us, about everything.
I don't miss you, i miss who i actually thought you were.
how did i not see it coming.
you made me smile like no other.
you took so much from me.
i actually trusted you, i thought you were the one.
You told me you loved me, and just brushed me off.
I cant get over you.
i miss it. everything.
maybe i miss you...
but then again.
your useless