I Hate You

I seriously hate you.
I seriously hate how you hear, to how you breathe.
I seriously hate everything between your head, to your knees.
I seriously hate what you heard, to your every word.
I seriously hate how you look at me, the same as you look at others.
I seriously hate the fact that you called me a brother, instead of lover.
I seriously hate that you would leave me, and find another love.
I seriously hate the next guy that you'll be thinking of.
But most of all, I seriously hate myself for being everything you didn't want.
I seriously hate myself for being the reason for your pain.
I seriously hate that I make your life miserable.
I seriously hate myself. That's it: I seriously hate myself. And my life, and all that I've done.
But most importantly, you should know, that I seriously loved you.
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