I hate you,
I hate your crooked smile, imperfect teeth
I hate the way you lie,
I hate when you black out and use it as an excuse,
I hate when you talk to me, but I hate it more when you don't
I hate your reputation
I hate the way your kiss lingered on my lips,
I hate what you think of me
I hate how you make me feel
I hate that for months I was the first text, first call, first snap when you'd get drunk
I hate that you used me, and that I used you
I hate that I knew you were bad from the beginning
I hate it more that I never listened,
I hate that you said you were sober, so I let you in my room
I hate that you know the most vulnerable parts of me
I hate that you touched my skin
I hate that you know this is about you
I hate that I liked you
Most of all, I hate that I ever gave you a chance
but I still can't stay away