Hating Loving You

I hate you.

I hate the way you look at me,

The way you dress,

The way you talk to me,

I see you all the time.

And I hate the

Way you touch me.

It drives me crazy,

But not the good crazy.

I hate the way you talk,

How you are just there.

The way you act

Towards me

I hate it all.

But the thing

I hate the most

Is the way I don’t

Hate you.