I'd love...

I'd love to hate you, with the same passion that I had when I loved you.
I'd love to blame you for everything, but I know I made mistakes too.
I'd love to be with you, but it didn't work before, and it won't ever work.
I'd love to be wrong, but with everything regarding of you, I was never wrong.

Instead of all that, I can't help but feel pity for you, because I know that you can't be happy.

No, don't you think that I'm saying this because you can't find happiness without me. That would be absolutely wrong.

It's because of how you are. You will find someone who will pique your interest. Maybe after talking for sometime you will fall for him, and, if perchance, he falls for you too, you will be happy for sometime.

But we both know how you are. Even if you found truly happiness with that someone, you will end up tossing him away. You will burn all your bridges with him, and start anew.

You did that with me, you did that before me, you did that after me, and you will keep on doing that. Because that's how you are.

And I pity you.