I still want you.

I wish i could hate you,
but it seems...that i can not.
I go to sleep thinking about all the reasons why you do not love me,
I wish you were dead,
but at the same time, i do not..
All the times we have talked,
How could you not have felt it?
At least a tiny bit?
Tell me.
I compare others to you,
At first you were always the winner,
But now,
You always loose.
But i still want you.