02 Dec 2010 @ 1:32 AM
I hate that I still love her.
I hate the way I feel.
I hate how I know she doesn’t feel the same.
I hate how that feels.
I hate how I still love her.
I hate all those little things about her.
I hate how happy I get when she invites me to hang out.
I hate how lonely I am after I leave.
I hate how that feels.
I hate that I still love her.
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