Live-laugh-love

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive the car, I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick, it even makes me rhyme. I hate the way you're always right, I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you're not around, and the fact you didn't call
but mostly, I hate the way I don't hate you
Not even close
Not even a little bit

Not even at all