I hate that we don't talk. I hate that we weren't what we were going to be. I hate the way you blow me off now just because you don't want to face this.
I hate how you make me feel insecure. I hate how much you lie to me. I hate so much about us that I can't put it into words, it feels like.
I hate how there never really was an us.
But most of all, I hate not wanting to hate you anymore.
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