I hate you.
I hate your very existence.
I hate you.
I hate your every resilience.
I hate you.
I hate how you get that smile when you look at me.
I hate you.
I hate how you were mine and then took from me.
I hate you.
I hate how I put my trust in you.
I hate you.
I hate how I always got that rush from you.
but most of all...
I hate.. that I don't hate you.
Not even a little bit.
Not even at all.