Cruel and Kind

Cruel and kind.

You were so kind and so cruel at the same time.

You knew I loved you, and you induged me.

When we were walking and you'd nonchantly grab my hand.

When we were on the park and you'd comment on how I'd be such a good girlfriend.

When we were on those late walks and you'd make me laugh so hard I couldn't breathe.

When we were texting and you'd send hearts or the type of messages I couldn't forget.

When I confessed to you and you didn't run away.

You knew I loved you, and you induged me.

When we were at the cafe, and you talked for hours about your crush.

When we were at all those resturants, and you'd ask me to cover you.

When we were on the streetlit road and you ditched me for your ex.

When I confessed to you and you just laughed awkwardly. Shrugged and skidded around talking about "us".

You were so cruel. You knew I loved you so much, I was head over heels. You made me believe there was a chance, a small one, when youw had no intention of ever returning my feelings. The fact that you lead me on and gave me real hope, was cruel. Undeniably and foolishly cruel. But you were so kind. You let me live in a world where maybe we could be together. You humored my idea and made me so happy it was unbearable, so lively and bright.

I don't know how you are the cruelest person I've ever met and the kindest one too.

But you are.

Cruel and kind.