I hate that I care.
I hate that I cant stop thinking about him.
I hate that he's always on my mind; constantly in my dreams.
I hate that we cant be together.
I hate that I love him.
I hate that I make him cry.
I hate that he makes me cry.
I Hate that I cant make my feelings go away.
I hate that I care.
I hate that I cant hate him.
Not even a little bit.
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