PB
06-18-2002, 01:43 PM
I hate it when I go to sleep and no one else is there -
I hate it when he fills me dreams -
I hate that he isn't there to make a difference in my life -
I hate the feeling of being lied to all this time -
I hate knowing that I'm better than this but wanting it anyways -
I hate the way he says her name -
I hate that he doesn't say mine anymore -
I hate feeling alone when I wake up at night -
I hate being sick and no one there to care -
I hate when I set out an extra plate which sits at the table for no reason, other than habit -
I hate that I wanted him to change, and when he did, I was what he changed -
I hate that I can't find a better topic of discussion sometimes -
I hate that he is the first and last thoughts of my day, the one where I wake up alone, and the one where i lay still at night, alone.
I hate he is the reason that I can't sleep anymore -
I hate that there are so many things I want to say to him, yet he doesn't want to hear it -
I hate that the other day I had to box up some of his things, I had forgotten were even there -
I hate even more that I had to do it by myself -
I hate thinking about the fact he might be happy, but it's not with me -
I hate knowing that he can't explain the reason all of this has happened -
I hate the answer, it just has to be this way, but not knowing why -
I hate myself for his short coming in what was "us" -
I hate the past for making him uncapable of giving me a future -
I hate living everyday knowing he is somewhere other than here -
I hate being mad at him and disappointed in him daily -
I hate the ache in my heart everytime someone asks where he is at -
I hate knowing he probably wishes that I would forget him all together -
I hate when he says he will be there and is not -
I hate that he told me things all along, and didn't do them -
I hate that I trusted he would -
I hate the darkness when it seeps into my soul --
I hate the feeling of emptiness that seems so overwhelming-
I hate knowing that even if he read this, he would merely shake his head, "stupid girl, I'll never be back" -
I hate knowing my hair will grow back out before he ever sees it again -
I hate having to answer what happened, when even I do not know -
I hate the tears that seem to flow from my eyes everytime I realize this isn't just a joke to see how much I love him, even though I wish it were -
I hate that I wrote this thread and had so many reasons to write it -
I hate the word hate, especially when it comes anywhere near him -
PB
I hate it when he fills me dreams -
I hate that he isn't there to make a difference in my life -
I hate the feeling of being lied to all this time -
I hate knowing that I'm better than this but wanting it anyways -
I hate the way he says her name -
I hate that he doesn't say mine anymore -
I hate feeling alone when I wake up at night -
I hate being sick and no one there to care -
I hate when I set out an extra plate which sits at the table for no reason, other than habit -
I hate that I wanted him to change, and when he did, I was what he changed -
I hate that I can't find a better topic of discussion sometimes -
I hate that he is the first and last thoughts of my day, the one where I wake up alone, and the one where i lay still at night, alone.
I hate he is the reason that I can't sleep anymore -
I hate that there are so many things I want to say to him, yet he doesn't want to hear it -
I hate that the other day I had to box up some of his things, I had forgotten were even there -
I hate even more that I had to do it by myself -
I hate thinking about the fact he might be happy, but it's not with me -
I hate knowing that he can't explain the reason all of this has happened -
I hate the answer, it just has to be this way, but not knowing why -
I hate myself for his short coming in what was "us" -
I hate the past for making him uncapable of giving me a future -
I hate living everyday knowing he is somewhere other than here -
I hate being mad at him and disappointed in him daily -
I hate the ache in my heart everytime someone asks where he is at -
I hate knowing he probably wishes that I would forget him all together -
I hate when he says he will be there and is not -
I hate that he told me things all along, and didn't do them -
I hate that I trusted he would -
I hate the darkness when it seeps into my soul --
I hate the feeling of emptiness that seems so overwhelming-
I hate knowing that even if he read this, he would merely shake his head, "stupid girl, I'll never be back" -
I hate knowing my hair will grow back out before he ever sees it again -
I hate having to answer what happened, when even I do not know -
I hate the tears that seem to flow from my eyes everytime I realize this isn't just a joke to see how much I love him, even though I wish it were -
I hate that I wrote this thread and had so many reasons to write it -
I hate the word hate, especially when it comes anywhere near him -
PB