Maybe I should

"hate you for this, Never really did ever quite get that far."

So, I dont get it.
How is it that kids hurt me, well more specifically,
very important guys to my life, hurt me very much.
And in the end, years later,
after not talking, I'd still run up, and wrap my arms around them
If they were to be in a place not far from me?
I'm not talking about people just hurting me,
I'm talking about hurting me so bad,
it scars my heart.

I'm sitting here, and I should hate these few people.
But deep inside my heart, I still care.

Especially you.