I Hate That I Can’t Hate You

I Hate That I Can’t Hate You.

I hate what you’ve done,

And what you’ve become,

And how much you’ve hurt us,

And how much you’ve won.

I hate that you’re happy,

And how you’re so snappy,

And when you’re with her,

That you dare be so sappy.

I hate your not caring,

And what you’re not sharing,

And that you don’t give

A damn how we’re faring.

I hate how you’re lying,

And not even trying,

And it doesn’t matter,

That we sit at home crying.

I hate so much of you,

Yet no-one’s above you,

Because, most of all,

I hate that I love you.