Even now, I still love you.

I hate everything about you. Your eyes, your taste your smell, your hello's, your goodbye's, and all of the memories we've shared. I hate you for looking at me the way you did, with such love and compassion in those dark blue eyes. I hate you for kissing me with those soft lips, your taste left me hypnotized to the person you were. I hate you for wrapping your arms around me, how you used to make me feel so safe. I remember the way you used to push your body against mine, how our heartbeats would slow down and begin to beat at the same pace- as if we had become one person, an inseparable force never to be broken. I can still smell the crisp scent of your cologne as if you were sitting right next to me. I hate you for every hello you ever said, as if a goodbye was never to follow... I hate you for every goodbye you led, you led us to nothing but heartbreak and sorrow. Always making me pray for a better tomorrow. Why couldn't we of been together? Staying like we were forever? Nothing was ever wrong between us, and now nothings ever right. I hate you for your actions, your touch, your sound, your ways to win fights, your ways of letting go, and how you could just disappear and show up as you pleased. I hate how no matter what you did, you always found a way to make it my fault. I hate you for having the most memorizing touch my skin has ever felt, the kind of touch that made you impossible to forget. Your touch made my heart skip a beat, just leaving me with a stomach full of butterflies for days. I hate you for making every, "i love you" nothing but a cheap sound. I hate you for every fight you've won, just because you felt like ending them. I hate you how you were able to just let go, of everything, of us... As if nothing we'd been through had ever mattered. As if I was just another girl, and you we're just another boy. That everything we've shared was just something you could easily find. I guess, when it comes down to it. The thing I hate the most about you.. is how I could never get myself to hate you. No matter how hard I tried.