I hate the way you laugh at all my jokes. I hate the way you smile.
I hate it when we were share a passion, even when we don't.
I hate the peaceful feeling when I hold you in my arms, and the way you make me feel.
I hate the way we talk all day and how we always get along.
I hate it how I love all the things that make you who you are.
But the thing I hate most of all is how that's all just a lie, because I hate it how I have to miss you, knowing you miss me too.
I hate the fact that I can't be with you, to show you just how much I care.
I hate it how complicated this all has to be, and the only thing I want is you here with me.