FOR THE ONE 2

I hate you,
even though you'll never
remember the way I look.
I hate you,
even if we've never spoke.
I hate you,
even if you stepped on
my broken toes and
walked through snow.
I hate you,
with all the words
you said to me,
I hate you when
I'm sitting around
in my pink sweater
that reminds me I'm not
getting any better.
I hate you when you're
not around to walk
past me in the hallways.
I hate you
and how walk like
you couldn't careless about
how I feel, not even
if you had the choice to give
one solid fuck. I guess that's
where I fucked up.
But I don't care.
I hate you
but I still want to
chase you, even if
you're crying,
or with another lover.
I'll still hate you
when I'm older and laying
in bed with another.
I hate you too much
but I love you always.