I hate that I have to pretend it doesn't matter or bother me.
I hate that I still think about you all the time.
I hate that you don't care, not even a little bit.
I hate that my emotions have gotten the best of me.
I hate that you put me through all of this.
I hate that I can't talk to you.
I hate that I still care.
I hate that I miss you, too much.
I hate that I don't hate you at all.

& Lastly, I hate the fact that you won't be reading this.