I hate how negative you are. I hate that you do not understand me. I hate that you believe negative rather than any positive in me. I hate that this feels forced. I hate that speaking to you is like a tongue fighting a knife, --your words always did cut much deeper than mine. I hate that you do not listen. I hate that I have little connection with you. I hate that you make me miss them.
I used to have faith in this but that faith has now been drained.