I hate your handsome face. I hate your passionate eyes. I hate your flawless skin. I hate your **** style. I hate your messy hair. I hate the way you smile. I hate the way you sweep me off my feet. I hate the way you bring me to life. I hate the way you make me smile when you know we're both that lonely. I hate the way you keep me craving for your words that seem to me a remedy. I hate the way you pull me in and love the way you love me. I hate the way you love to see me fall into you so helplessly. I hate the way you take advantage of my short-term honor and fame. I hate the way you think I don't notice that you never really feel the same. I hate the way you only want to get what you think you need now in your life. I hate the way you leave me hanging while I hope for another chance. I hate the way you just don't care if I'm still feeling good or otherwise. I hate the way you say you miss me when I know you're downright fine. I hate the way you say you love me when your heart doesn't really need mine.
*I just hate the way I hate you now when I know I didn't really have to lie.