My "Ten things I hate about you"

I hate the way you’re in my mind
all the time as days go by,
I hate the way you look at me,
making me think I have you back
I hate the way you make me feel home,
and the way you lock the door whenever we’re alone
I hate the way you kiss my lips,
and even more that we were so close
I hate the fact you said you loved me,
and that you think about me every day
I hate the fact that you know I love you,
and that you know your word will be the last,
I hate it when you make me feel vulnerable,
even when you say I’m strong
I hate the fact that I can’t have you,
since you gave up on me, making me feel as unworthy as crap
I hate the idea of me thinking you will return,
and knowing you won’t, and that if you did I’d take you back
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you
Not even close, not even a little bit,
Not even at all