I hate

I hate the way

You look at me

You drive me crazy

I hate that

Passionate touch of yours

Wild demeanors of yours

I hate your

Twinkling eyes

Laughter gales

I hate

How much I cried

How much I tried

I hate to

Miss you

Hate you

I hate to still

Care for you

Love you

Most of all I hate

The thought of being away from you

The fact that this is far from being true