I Hate You  

ChinRyder 39M
340 posts
9/9/2006 4:35 pm

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7/26/2011 7:08 pm

I Hate You


I hate the car you drive.

I hate seeing it everywhere and thinking it's you.

I hate knowing your work schedule.

I hate knowing you're off and wondering where you are.

I hate driving down Bardstown Road wondering if I'm going to see you.

I hate going our usual places and wondering if you've been there.

I hate it when there's a message on the machine and I hope it's you.

I hate looking on my truck every morning for a note you didn't leave.

I hate sitting at home for fear that you'll drive by and see that I'm there.

I hate going to bed and thinking how you used to be in it.

I hate having to answer questions about whether I've talked to you or not.

I hate catching myself saying your name aloud.

I hate thinking about you when I masturbate.

I hate that that gets me off.

I hate the way we used to be.

I hate that it can't be like that now.

I miss you......

...and I hate myself for that.

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