I hate the way I wanted to be with you more than you’ll ever be.
I hate the way I talk about you more than you’ll speak of me.
I hate the way I’ve always thought of you when I never crossed at yours
I hate the way I sacrifice things without your appreciation.
I hate the way you talk to me when I cry in pain.
I hate the way you walked out on me when everything’s messed up.
I hate the way you get mad more than I should be.
I hate the way you can’t fight for me and just apologize for what I am.
I hate the way you make me feel bad of loving you more than I should have.
I hate the way I still love you more than the pain I never thought I could bear.
I hate the way I feel that I love you more than you’ll ever be.
I hate the way I feel.
I hate the way I feel selfish and selfless at the same time.
I hate the way I prioritize you more than anyone else.
I hate you but I hate myself more for not hating you as much as I love you.
It will never be the same.
‘Cause there is no amount that would be greater than the love I have for you.
I hate myself more than you’ve ever love me.