I hate you.

I don't know why,
But every now and than i just hate you,
I don't just hate you,
I hate you with a passion,
It only happens every blue moon,
But when it does,
All i do is cry.

I hate it when i hate you,
Because i Know it isn't true,
Hating you is the worst feeling ever.

Some times when it happens,
I look for the easy way out,
I go for a knife or something sharp,
Something to stop the hurt,
To stop the hate.

You only ever tell me little pieces,
You never tell the whole story,
I am always last to know,
And by that time,
The problem has been forgotten about.

Sometimes you tell me it all,
But only every now and than,
Not every time,
If you told me all of it each time,
I wouldn't be here writing this,
This is your fault,
You made me feel the hate,
You did.

So all i have to say to you is,
I hate you with a passion,
And this time,
The hate wont go away over night,
I have forgiven you to many times,
No more,
You will have to work for my forgiveness,
Because for making me hate you,
Is the worst feeling i have ever felt,
And this time,
My forgiveness,
Id not for FREE.