I hate that he still sneaks into my mind;
I hate when a stranger has his name & I immediately think of him;
I hate that I dream of him;
I hate that after all this time, I still can't hear a certain song w/o his memory attached;
I hate that we didn't make it work;
I hate that he still thinks it's ok to try to contact me whenever the mood strikes;
I hate that there will always be a part of me that loves him......