I MISS....YET I HATE....
I MISS....I HATE....
I miss the way you would call me almost everyday.
I miss the way you would call to see if I was mad at you.
I miss always hanging out with you, even if I acted shy around you.
I miss the way you acted nervous around me, when I was trying hard to not let you know I was nervous too.
I miss the way I felt when I was with you.
I miss the way you would look at me when you thought I wouldn't notice.
I miss the late night movies at your house.
I miss the way I could be myself around you.
I miss the way you would try to make me talk.
I miss how you could make me laugh without any effort.
I miss the way I felt with your arms around me.
I miss the way you would kiss me, gentle but rough.
I miss the way you would share your blanket with me if I was cold.
I miss just laying by you watching movies.
I miss how you would offer to get me something when I don't really want anything but you.
I miss you because you are the one guy that has told me that you liked me.
I miss you because you were you and didn't act like someone you weren't.
I miss you just enough it hurts.
I hate the fact that I miss you and don't have the guts to tell you.
I hate it that I don't know what to do to go back and make things how they were.
I really hate the fact that when I try to do something with you, I end up getting stood up or blown off.
I hate thinking you don't want anything to do with me when your the one guy that I have liked enough to want to do anything with.
I hate the simple fact that I could miss someone like you.
I hate how you are making me feel right now, I don't know what I am going to do.
I hate the way you make me feel and you don't know how I feel.
I miss the way you would call me almost everyday.
I miss the way you would call to see if I was mad at you.
I miss always hanging out with you, even if I acted shy around you.
I miss the way you acted nervous around me, when I was trying hard to not let you know I was nervous too.
I miss the way I felt when I was with you.
I miss the way you would look at me when you thought I wouldn't notice.
I miss the late night movies at your house.
I miss the way I could be myself around you.
I miss the way you would try to make me talk.
I miss how you could make me laugh without any effort.
I miss the way I felt with your arms around me.
I miss the way you would kiss me, gentle but rough.
I miss the way you would share your blanket with me if I was cold.
I miss just laying by you watching movies.
I miss how you would offer to get me something when I don't really want anything but you.
I miss you because you are the one guy that has told me that you liked me.
I miss you because you were you and didn't act like someone you weren't.
I miss you just enough it hurts.
I hate the fact that I miss you and don't have the guts to tell you.
I hate it that I don't know what to do to go back and make things how they were.
I really hate the fact that when I try to do something with you, I end up getting stood up or blown off.
I hate thinking you don't want anything to do with me when your the one guy that I have liked enough to want to do anything with.
I hate the simple fact that I could miss someone like you.
I hate how you are making me feel right now, I don't know what I am going to do.
I hate the way you make me feel and you don't know how I feel.