On the last day of school, I said I hate you to my close guy friend.

He won't be here next year. He won't be next to me next year.

During the last few weeks, I didn't get to talk to him like I usually did.

He was busy being with a b*tch.

He ditched me once then again and again.

He, who don't move unnecessarily from his seat, moved to seat beside the b*tch.

He told about his moving to the b*tch before he told me.

That was nice.

I'm a jealousy person. I didn't do anything stupid when I got jealous,

but I did something that I'll regret for as long as I have my memory.

I didn't talk as much as I used to be with him and I ignored him most of the time.

I didn't talk to him properly.

He said to me that after the graduation rehearsal, he wanted to play SETS because it would be his last time.

Our SETS group and I played the SETS, but I was waiting for him.

Unfortunately, he was talking to the b*tch and he didn't come back even after he was done.

I cried that day in front of our SETS group and I know my besties were feeling sorry for me.

It was hard and painful.

On the last day of school, before I walked pass the school gate, he waved at me.

And all I could say was, "I hate you".