hate

OK, how i hate you For making me want you so. How I hate myself For being so weak. How I hate your tempting glances . or worse yet; your ignorance. How I hale my effort How i hate what you bring out in me, And your effortless magnetism. How i hate the things i do for you To wake your desire. How i hate the all devouring Solitude that your smile transposes. How i hate the fact You could have whom ever you want. How I hate the way You make me wish i was among those. How i hate your exquisite taste, Your sleekness and grace. How I hate my lack thereof, And the longing to match you. How I hate you stir in me. I'd die for you, you know. How I hate the irony. Insane that this is love.