I hate it
I hate it when you have no expectation of me,
when i know I do have some expectation of you.
I hate it when you don't care about me,
especially when I need the comfort.
I hate it when you get angry with me,
when all I do is worry over you.
I hate it when you refuse to hear what I say,
when I thought that my words used to have a meaning to you.
I hate it... when you easily dismissed my feelings,
when it was damn hard for me to get it out in the first place.
I hate it all,
to the point that you make me sick.
But what I hate the most,
is that I can never hate you.
by
blacklistposted on 08/20/2008
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i feel the same way~