I hate how you looked at me and the way you always tried.
I hate how you were so interested when I believed your chances died.
I hate the way you shook as you pressed your lips to mine.
I wish I was telling the truth when I said that I was fine.
I hate how you kissed my shoulder and hugged me really tight.
And I really hate how I will never again get to be with you at night.
I hate how you could read my mind when we had nothing to do.
And I hate that you could make me feel so very very blue.
I hate your stupid laugh and your messy dirty room.
But I hope no other girl gets to see it anytime soon.
I hate that I asked you but I really needed to know.
But mostly, I hate that I had to make the decision to just let you go
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