I won't use the word hate again
But let's not pretend
That the options end

Let's see
There is disgust,
disliking your guts
Repulse
Saying you make me convulse
Don't forget about Abhor
Everyone loves a whore
Execrate
Supreme vitriol is my only fate
Stop denying feelings that you can't escape
Me changing words doesn't change how I feel
What so wrong with keeping it real

Don't be so naive
I see you like to wear your heart on your sleeve
So I write poems and brews
And one more thing I loathe you