I hate the way you hug me
and the way you talk to me
I hate the way you read my mind
and the way you're always right
I hate it when you make me laugh
even worse when you make me cry
I hate it when you're not around
and I hate it when you lie
But mostly
I hate the way
I don't hate you
not even close ,
not even a little bit ,
not even at all . . .
hate hate hate . . .