• I hate it when you look at me in such a subtle way,
    Your touch, your voice – everything, robs me of what to say.

    I hate it when you leave me feeling helpless and alone,
    My heart feels so much heavier whenever you aren’t home.

    I hate the fact that I will remain perfect in your eyes,
    That you’ll forever stay blind to my bitterness and lies.

    I hate the way I pity you, and just can’t turn my back,
    Because I am addicted and I couldn’t handle that.

    I hate how weak you make me feel,
    How broken and obsessed,
    How sickening it’s all become,
    And how I’m just a mess.

    I hate that everything I’ve said is positively true,
    I hate the way I can’t escape still meaning “I love you.”