I hate that your not here to catch the tears that fall from my eyes.
I hate that I cannot hold bạn late at night.
I hate every inability to restrain myself from you.
I hate that our fate may not be true.
I hate that we're so far away from something that could be magical.
I hate that whirl in my stomach when my thoughts wonder to you.
I hate that I can't except the feelings I have for you, even tho their inevitable.
I hate that your the only person I can be myself around, even tho we're not around each other.
I hate that I can't get angry at bạn without getting angry at myself first.
I hate those songs...
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