I hate-

I hate you.
I hate the way you walk.
I hate the way you talk.
I hate your hugs.
I hate your jokes.
I hate how you think your hot shit.
I hate how quiet you are.

I hate you.
I hate how you give me butterflies.
I hate how you make me laugh so easily.
I hate that I give in to you so easily.
I hate that I can't stop thinking about you.
I hate the times when you leave me speechless.
I hate the times when I feel like I can't breathe because of you.

I hate you.
I hate the girls that chase after you.
I hate the awkward silence that you and I have when you have perfect conversations with other girls.
I hate when those other girls interfere when I am with you.
I hate when those other girls put on a fake front for you.
I hate the fact that the other girls are WAY better.
I hate the fact that the other girls have a better chance.

But the thing I hate the most is how I feel for you.
I hate that I like you.