A suspiciously odd amount of Short Stories.

//I really hate it//

For the girls I know.

I hate the way I look at you.
When my heart skips a beat as you walk in.
When the world stops for a second when you talk to me.

I hate the way I lost you so quickly.
When I poured my heart out to you.
When you gave it all back.

I hate the way you're loving me.
When one moment i'm so important.
When the next i'm a stain in the rug.

I hate the lies I've grown to tell.
When i'm protecting my skin.
When i'm protecting my heart from the truth.

The truth that I love you.
The truth is, well-

I hate myself.
I hate the way i'm too weak to fight back.
I hate the way i'm so alone.
I hate the way nobody stays.
I hate the words that pour out of my mouth.
The clothes on my back.
The thoughts in my mind.
I hate everything that i'm forced to call "home" for my soul.

I hate it all.