11:32 P.M.

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I hate you

I hate the way you pretend not to notice me

I hate the way you act clueless, as if you don't know what happened

I hate how your eyes look at me

I hate how you make me sad

I hate your smile

I hate your jokes and your stories

I hate how you make me smile

I hate how I needed you

I hate how I still need you

I hate how you left me to hate you and cry about you every night

But what I hate the most about you is how I don't really hate you.

I actually hate myself more than you all because

I can't hate you

I

am

in

love

with

you

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