Hate That ...

April 17, 2014

I hate how I loved you,

I hate how I felt,

I hate everything you said,

That made my heart melt

I hate what you did,

I hate how I hurt,

I hate how you left me,

Alone to die in the dirt.

I hate how you said you loved me,

I hate that I thought it was true,

I hate that I let my wall down,

And let myself fall in love with you.

I hate how I was so stupid,

I hate that I fell so hard,

I hate how I let you in,

And watched you steal my heart.

I hate how much you put me through,

I hate how much I cried,

I hate that I don’t understand,

Why you had to lie.

I hate how I try to hate you,

I hate it that I can’t,

I hate it that I miss you,

Even though you don't.

I hate how I still love you,

I hate how I still care,

But most of all I hate it,

That you are no longer here.

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