I hate _you_.

I HATE _YOU _SO MUCH!

**I ****_HATE YOU_**** SO MUCH!!!!!!!**

I hate that you can toy with my feelings.

I hate that I can’t focus on my work.

I hate how I can’t write without you coming to mind.

I hate it.

I hate when someone makes a joke, I think of you.

I hate that whenever I talk to someone, I can’t just talk about you.

I hate when I’m happy, I can’t share my happiness with you.

I hate it when I realize I’m just another person to you.

I hate how different we are, how different I am.

I hate how we’re growing up and growing apart.

I hate how we used to be not just any normal friends.

I hate the idea of friends now.

I hate how no one can take my mind off of you.

I hate how I used to be before you.

I hate _you_.

I guess I can’t really say I hate _you_.

Because I was the one who replied to your message.

So I hate myself for thinking I could hate you.

For thinking I could even begin to hate you.

I liked it when I didn’t know you.

When you weren’t on my mind 25/7.

Where I didn’t feel like you were my heaven.

I should’ve stayed in my own world.

But now I’m out in your world.

It just brings pain to me.

So maybe I should start saying to myself

“Never again.”

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I tried to be as vague as possible.