I Hate You

I hate you because I’m not sure you love me.

I hate you because I love you so much that it hurts. You’re all I ever think about. About when you’ll be home, about what we’d be doing if you were here, about what you’d say to me right now.

I hate you because even when you’re not with me I can hear you. Your voice, your laughter, your breath at night.

I hate you because you don’t need me like I need you. I’m weak and you’re not. You don’t miss me at all.

I hate you because I love you and that makes me weak.

I hate you for leaving me alone.

I hate you because maybe if I can focus on hating you then loving you won’t hurt so much.