Things I hate.

I hate the way you talk to me and the way you style your hair.
I hate the way you drive our conversation.
I hate it when you stare.

I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much that it makes me sick , it even makes me rhyme.

I hate it, I hate it the way you are always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh even worse when you make me cry.

I hate it when you are not around, and the fact that you didn't call.

But mostly, I hate the way I don't hate you
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even a little.