I HATE BEING IN LOVE WITH YOU, I HATE HOW I SEE WHERE YOU LAY YOUR KISSES EVERY TIME I LOOK IN THE MIRROR, I HATE HOW TRACES OF YOU STAIN EVERY INCH OF MY BODY, I'M NO ******* POET, I KNOW HOW TO WRITE NOTHING ELSE BUT YOU, **** THE CURL OF YOUR LIPS, **** THE TOUCH OF YOUR SKIN, **** HOW YOU LOVED THE DEPRESSION OUT OF ME, THIS WASN'T A ROMANCE, YOU PUT ME THROUGH HELL, I DIDN'T EAT FOR THREE DAYS WHEN YOU LEFT BECAUSE EVERYTHING TASTED OF YOU AND I HOPE WHEN YOUR LIPS MEET SOMEONE ELSE'S THEY MAKE YOU BITTER NOT BETTER