I hate everything about you
I hate the way that you make me feel
And how you make everything a competition.
I hate that you always try and one up me
And how you make me think.
I hate the things you say
And the way you make everything my fault.
I hate how cruel you are
And how you don’t care who you hurt.
I hate how anyone better than you must be destroyed
And how no one can have an opinion different than your own.
I hate your nosey attitude
And your condescending nature.
I hate the way you talk to me
And how you expect everyone to do what you want.
I hate the way you make fun of me for my interests
and how I let you.
I hate the comments you make
And the way you say them.
I hate that you’re boastful
and how you’re so secretive.
I hate that you think you’re better than me
And I hate that you might be.
I hate your narcissism
And how you’re so quick to judge.
I hate the influence you’ve had on me
And your disrespect of those around you.
I hate the look you give me
And the guilt you try to make me feel.
I hate how cold and rude you are
And how you always manage to draw me back in.
I hate that you’ve never once told me you’re sorry
And how you never tell me how you feel.
I hate that you never text me first
And that you rarely text me back.
I hate that you look down on me
And point out all of my flaws and insecurities.
But most of all, I hate how long it took me to figure all this out
