I hate the way you hurt me. Like I'm you're emotional punching bag.
I hate the way you keep complaining. Keep on making me feel incomplete.
I hate the way you keep shutting me down. Leaving me alone without a note.
I hate the way you make me feel. Making me angry but guilty for being it.
I hate the way you keep things from me. Am I here in your life or not?
I hate the way you make me wait. As if time is my best friend.
I hate the way you're being silent. Don't you know I miss hearing your voice?
I hate the way you're testing my patient. I am human enough to have limits.
I hate the way you always want to win. Am I always the one to blame?
No matter how I hate the way you act, I hate losing you more. More than you will ever know. More than I'll ever know.
Because above all that, to you, I'm the one you choose to pour your emotions to.
Because above all that, you makes me feel lucky. To be incomplete but still having you in me.
Because above all that, you left quietly so I won't be more hurt.
Because above all that, you reminds me how much I care that I rather forgive and forget than staying mad.
Because above all that, you made me your life. Other things are just irrelevant and are not important.
Because above all that, even you make me wait, you still show that you are worth it.
Because above all that, you are just being silent so that you can hear me, so that I know how much you miss me.
Because above all that, your beautiful smile is worth more than my patience.
Because above all that, I know you will always fight to back me up. That's why you always want to win.
Because above all that, you are my world.
Because above all that, I'll die if I lose you.
Because above all that, I love you.
I love you more than I can ever hate you.
I love you more than you can ever know. I love you more than I will ever know.
Because above all that, my heart is only for you, my heart has only you, my love is only for you.