I Hate You

and I should

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