I hate the way you look at me,
I hate it when you stare
I hate the way I tell you stuff,
I hate it when you pay no attention
I hate it when you don’t have time for me
And the way you let it be
I hate the way you show your feelings,
I hate it when I feel unloved
I hate how insensitive you are at times,
And the way you don’t notice it
I hate it when you do what you always do,
I hate the way I say “okay” even if it’s totally untrue
I hate it when I tell you how I feel,
And the way you read my mind
I hate it when you tell stories,
And the way it makes me laugh
I hate the way you make me wait,
I hate it when you don’t come back
I hate it when we don’t talk
And the fact that you’re cool with it
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
It even makes me rhyme
I hate the way you are always right,
I hate it when you lie
I hate it when you make me laugh,
Even worse when you make me cry
I hate it when you say you miss me
And the way you don’t do anything about it
I hate the way you say you love me
I hate it when I sometimes doubt it
I hate it when you’re not around,
And the fact that you didn’t call
I hate the way I hate mostly everything you do
And the fact that I’m still madly in love with you
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you,
not even close..
not even a little bit..
not even at all.
Revised. Got this from my best friend, Maine. Looks like we feel the same way.
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