I hate that I still love you

I hate that I still love you.
I want it to all go away,
I want to not try and fake a smile.
I want to be free of this pain, of which is so hard to explain.
I want to be able to look at myself, and say that you are good enough.
I want to not feel like I'm in a prison, of my own inner thoughts.
I hate that I still love you.
I want to be able to see, that it wasn't just me.  
And I was a good person to you, even though it seems like it wasn't true.
I want to be able to escape my obsessive behavior, questioning what I did wrong.
I want to not hear your words in my head, repeatedly driving me insane.  I want to be able to be over you.
I hate that I still love you.