I Hate You.

I hate you in a way
That I cannot comprehend
In a way that I cannot
Describe
For making me still
Love you when I should
Be falling for him.

I mean, you were (still are)
A fucking ashole to me
Who cares about
Only yourself but somehow
That only makes me care about
You more because
I'm just pathetic like that.

But you,
You know you could do so
Much better then me yet
You will not decide
Between the girl who
Would do everything for you,
Even though she should not
Even care about you slightly,
Or every other fucking pretty girl
Who says she wants you.

I hate you. I hate you so
Much for making me love you still
When I actually found someone
So much fucking better then you.
All you are now is pain
And agony burning inside of
Me but I love you anyway.
But, I HATE YOU. And that
Little fact is far more important
Than my love is for you.