I Hate How..

I hate how a slow song comes on
and all i can think about is you

I hate how my brain shuts down
but i still manage to have thoughts about you

I hate how my heart stops beating
every time i see your face

I hate how i suddenly stop breathing
when you walk by me with such grace

I hate the angry feelings I get
when i think about the insensitive thing i did

I hate how quickly i get depressed
how i thought it was a good thing how could i have been so stupid?

I hate how I destroyed our chemistry
now all we're left with is yesterday's memories

I hate how the memory of us is
weakening, changing, failing, coming to an ending

I hate the horror, the alarming torture
of waking up to such a nightmare

But I love knowing
its not to late, its not over, i still have a chance to rescue you