I hate...

I hate everything about you,
the way your hair falls in your face.
The way your mouth tells me of my every mistake.
The way your eyes look almost on fire when your mad.
The way they give me that puppy dog look when they're sad.
I hate it how you tell me you love me, and the way you convince me its true.
I wish i could tell you that i hate you and i never want to hear your pathetic voice again.
But its my love for you that holds me back.
You see i lie to myself, i tell myself that i hate you, for my own selfish reasons that you wouldn't understand.
The truth is i want to be with you and hear your voice because it makes me smile.
I want to feel your arms around me tight it makes my whole body shake.
I wish i could tell you the truth, but you'd just laugh or play it off like usual.
I keep a close watch on my heart and a keep a tighter hold on yours.
I know in your heart you want to be with me but in the end.
Is this the way it should be?