I hate the way that you talk to me,
and the way you look me.
I hate your smile.
I hate the way that you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
and even makes me wrong
I hate the way when you’re always right.
I hate you when you lie.
I hate you when you make me laugh,
Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate when you are not around me,
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you.
Not even close.

Not even a little bit.