I hate any inside joke that was shared
Any humor that we found mutual enjoyment of
I hate knowing that you used to be the person I would first go to with a new joke
I hate that you didn't appreciate it enough
I hate any crevice of me that I let you see
Whether it was physical or emotional, I regret the action all the same
I hate believing that you thought I was beautiful and that you loved me
I hate that you never appreciated me enough
I hate that you used to claim not imaging your life without me
And now, less than a year later, you are in love with another girl
I hate realizing that you will use her in the same ways you used me
I hate that you'll never appreciate her enough
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