I hate nice girls.If they so much as say 'Hello', it stays on my mind. If they return my texts, my heart races.They day one calls me, I know I'll look at my call history and grin.But I know in my heart, that's just them being nice.People who are nice to me are also nice to everyone else.I almost end up forgetting that.If the truth is cruel. Lies must be kind.That's why kindness is a lie.I gave up on always expecting it.Always mistaking it. Even hoping for it.Someone who has been alone for so long doesn't fall for the same trick twice.I'm a veteran. I'm the best there is when it comes to losing.And that's whyI will alwayshate nice girls.
