I Hate That

i hate you because of the way that you treated me

i hate that i couldn’t be loved like she is loved by you

i hate that you post snapchat stories of her when did you ever post a picture of me saying “look at her she's beautiful?” huh?  

I hate the feeling i get when i see you walking down the hallway it’s full of “I want to choke you to death” to “please come back to me i love you”

i hate that i think about conversations we had even if they were stupid but had so much meaning

I hate that we would walk down the hallways together silently sometimes and i would love it because i love being in your company

i hate that date it all started it's disgusting.

i hate that she’s touching the lips that i used to touch

i hate that she’s holding the hand that i always called soft and you would smile saying “i don't know how”

I hate that you hold her just like you held me so gentle and sweet.

I hate that i call her ugly bitch when in reality shes not shes beautiful more than i'll ever be.

I hate that you text me when i'm starting to get over you.

I hate how you can ruin my day in a second just by thinking, texting or even seeing you.

I hate that i think about you at night when i’m supposed to catch up on something called sleep

I hate that you left me for her.

I hate you.

I hate that.

This poem is about: 
Me

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