You don't understand. Its a first love kinda thing. No matter

You don't understand.
Its a first love kinda thing. No matter how bad you hurt me I'll never be over you.
I try to look for you in every guy I meet. I hate you but I love you at the same time.
Maybe I don't hate you. I just hate the things that you did. It's hard to explain.
It's hard to explain. It's hard trying to forget you. And it seems the harder I tried,
the less it worked.