I hate the way you look at me, I hate the way you stare.
I hate the way your calloused hands ran gently through my hair.
I hate the way you act as if everything's alright.
I hate the way you make me cry myself to sleep at night.
I hate the way you try so hard to make yourself be good.
I hate the way you ate my heart, like it's your favorite food.
I hate the fact you still find ways to make me laugh and smile.
I hate the fact you guard your love like it's going out of style.
But most of all I hate the way I need you every day.
I hate the fact I love you more than all these words can say.