I hate the way
I hate the way your eyes make me wanna give in to anything.
I hate the way you know how to make me smile.
I hate the way you tell me you love me
when we just started going out.
I hate the way you act like a child.
I hate the way you left me here.
I hate the way I didn't get to say good-bye.
I hate the way you haven't called.
I hate the way you laugh at my stupid jokes.
I hate the way you expect something from me every time we meet.
I hate the way you look so good in anything you wear.
I hate the way my mind seems to always think about you.
I hate the way I miss you, oh, so much.
I hate the way you look so HOT.
I hate the way my grandma likes you so much.
I hate the way that I want you here with me so much.
I hate the way that I need you here with me.
I hate the way that I don't get to see you right now.
I hate the way that I don't hate you,
not even a little bit, not even at all.
I hate the way I only hate me, not you,
for letting you go without saying good-bye.
I hate the way I hate myself.
I hate time for making me miss you for so long.
I hate Me.
