Hate.
I hate.
I hate love.
I hate life.
I hate heartbreakers.
I hate my sight.
I hate the way he breathes.
I hate the way he loves.
I hate the way that he doesn't want me.
I hate that you said that you found the girl of your dreams.
But it's not me.
I hate that I don't understand.
I hate that I can't comprehend.
That he will never.
Love me.
The way I love him.
