I resent my ability to love
cause it makes it so hard to hate
hate those that left, those that hate me, those that I ought to hate

So much unrequited, wasted type love
when all I want is a wait for it type of love
I give out a type of love that makes bitterness weak in her knees

but still, people turn away
the only person I curse at is myself
maybe its cause I feel so utterly alone

One day, it'll make sense
probably
hopefully

Or else, what was this for?
was I waiting for anything?
I hate loving so much