I hate the way you talk
I hate the way you smile
I hate your stupid telephone
Where my number you would dial
I hate the way you make me laugh
But more so make me cry
I hate the feeling of loving you
And without you I would die
I hate the way you made me feel
So loved and so wanted
I hate the way I think of you
And by your memory I am haunted
I hate the way your always right
Even when your wrong
I hate the way when we broke up
I pretended I was strong
But most of all
I hate the way
I really don't hate you
I hate it because I still love you
And without you I am blue

~Author Jessica

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