- I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
- I hate the way you drive my car.
- I hate it when you stare.
- I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind.
- I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme.
- I hate the way you're always right.
- I hate it when you lie.
- I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.
- I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.
- But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
I honestly have so much going on in my mind right now. I wish things could just go back to the way they once were with you. But I guess I don't really wish that because I want things to be different, and I really want things to be different with you. I wish I knew what you wanted though, and I wasn't here left guessing while you are having fun. I know I had my fun though, while you waited, and I guess its my turn now. I wish I just knew if you were still going to be there to catch me when I fall??