haiting you

I hate way you joke with me,
I hate the way you laugh,
I hate the way you cut your hair,
I hate it when you stare.

I hate the way you talk to me
and the way you don't
I hate it so much it makes me sick
it even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you're always shy
and the way you waste my time
I hate you when you make me mad,
even worst when you make me cry.

I hate the way you go away
and you don't say goodbye to me
Even worst I hate the way I can't hate you
not even a little bitt.

And then time passes and you make it even worst
'cause qhen I though of you and me and how you make me see:
my lifew has had a goal and you are not in it.

Was it a coincidence? was it deja-vu?
was it a freak show, that thing I had with you?
and the way it ended was a special twist,
'cause it didn't even started, so it cannot really end.
And the way I will forgive you
it's still a mistery, beacuse you took my heart, stabbed it,
and now I got a hole for the world to see...

The truth is... I will always love you.