I hate you.
I hate the way you make me feel.
I hate these butterflies in my stomach.
The way my smile is displayed across my face when you're near.
I hate the way you walk.
The way you talk.
I hate that illuminating smirk of yours.
I hate those mesmorising eyes.
I really do hate you.
I hate how I can't understand you.
How you're so complicated.
You mean one thing, but say another.
I hate your magic spells.
Making me want you.
I really really do hate you so.
I hate that I cannot let go.
That you're the light of my life.
I hate that you're far away.
That you're always so near, and yet I cannot reach you.
I hate your beautiful face.
I hate your hugs.
I hate your kisses.
I hate you.
