Thursday, December 6, 2012

i hate u


I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. 
I hate the way you smoke in my car. 
I hate it when you stare. 
I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. 
I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. 
I hate it, I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. 
I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.