Hate

I hate the way I love you

And it doesn't mean a thing

I hate the way you hate me

At least that's how it seems

I hate the way I say sorry

And you couldn't care less

I hate the way the thought of you

Won't let me get rest

I hate the way you'd stare at me

And the way that I'd stare back

I hate the way I was with you

And now we're so off track

I hate the way you'd wink at me

And I couldn't suppress my smile

I hate your ice-blue vortex eyes

I could see in them for miles

I hate it when I see you

And you look the other way

I hate the way we live through this

Each and every day
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Hate, a poem about love.