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I hate that you have changed.

I hate that you left.

I hate how I cried for you.

I hate how you made me smile.

I hate how I miss you.

I hate how it hurts.

I hate that I lost you.

I hate that I found out who you really are.

I hate that you will never speak to me.

I hate how I always still try.

I hate how you won't accept my apology.

I hate not knowing what I did wrong.

I hate that you keep silent still this long.

But most of all, I hate how I still adore you.