Hate

I hate...

I hate it when everything seems so right and yet its so wrong.

I hate how when someone says they love you they turn away.

I hate how much I cared for you.. how I let you in to know me.

I hate not being skinny or beautiful or perfect like your girlfriend.

I hate being different and falling for girls and guys.

But what I hate the most...

Is that I dont hate any of it.

 I love being mistaken, mistreated, confused.

I love hating that I love you.

I love how you look, and how amazing your girlfriend is.

And I love how you loved me, and showed it through a kiss.

I loved it when you ripped my heart out with a little note.

I loved it when we snuck out, just to get caught on our way home.

I hate it all so much that I love it.

I still love you. I always will.

I love your girlfriend too.. maybe more.

This is my last note. Sorry that its long.

I hate you so fucking much...

That you know Ive loved you all along.