I hate the way i miss you

I hate the way
when i walk down the street
I'm reminded of you
and i fall into my own retreat

my own place
filled with memories locked up tight
the good times we shared
an era before the fight

but as i stand
all alone
thinking of days past
a tear i feel on my cheek
as i wish the good times could have last

i feel so lost and alone
a part of me wants you here
yet a part wants to forget
it dosn't want you anywhere near

so i start to walk
feeling torn in two
so hopeless i am
to think this is all over you

i hate the way you put me through this
i hate the way i care
i hate the way i want your kiss
i hate everything its way to much to bare

but i really hate the way
i actually miss you