I hate that I miss you

Hating someone is easier than missing them

Yet you taught hating is wrong

Likewise what they did to you is wrong

Aren't two negatives supposed to make a postive

But what have I gained from this 

Now I'm left conflicted and hurt 

Unaswered questions become a nightly occurence 

We haven't spoken in years 

I can't tell you how I feel

I miss you like crazy 

But I hate you too