I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you grow out your hair.
I hate the way you take my hand,
I hate it when you care.
I hate it when you’re late,
and I hate it when you try to cook.
I hate the way you tell me about your day,
I hate it when you give me that look.
I hate the way you laugh,
and when you make me smile.
I hate to know that you still have to tell me all those lies.
I hate every promise you made and broke,
and I hate the fact that I’m still in love with you.
I hate that you gave up and walked away,
and never gave me a call.
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you — Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
**Based on 10 Things I Hate About You