I hate what you’ve done to me.
I hate how you’ve left me.
And all I want to do is scream.

I hate that you’ve done this.
I hate that you don’t care.
I hate how you’ve moved on so fast.
And all I can do is stand here and stare.

I hate that you don’t see,
Don’t see what you’ve done to me.
I hate that you can’t remember,
Remember what it was we had.

I hate that you continue to go on.
While I’m stuck here,
Adding words to the never-ending poem
Of my life,
And misery.

But I love you all the same.
And I just can’t seem to stop.
And all I do is hate myself for that.
I wish my mind wouldn’t go back,
To what you had been.
The person who made me feel this way.

I love the way you talked to me.
I love the way you smile.
I love the way you once loved me.
And that old you is all I can see.
Yet the new you is all you will ever be.

If only we could go back,
To what we used to be,
This pain would be gone.
The suffering over.

But my heart doesn’t seem to care,
Care about the rest of the suffering I go through.
Because every day it yearns for you.
Your voice,
Your smile,
Everything I love.

I love how you cared for me.
I love how you understood me.
But now that’s all gone.
And I hate you for the pain you left me in.
Hate you for the emptiness you’ve left in me.

You cause confusion of my heart.
Hating what you’ve done.
But loving who you were.