"Ten things,yet more"

I hate the way you make me feel, Like I am lost, like this is real. I hate the way you stole my heart, Then walked away, tore it apart. I hate your voice, so calm, so sure, The way it lingers, makes me unsure. I hate your laugh, I hate your stare, Like I am seen when you're not there. I hate the way you make me weak, The words get caught—I cannot speak. I hate the times you made me smile, The ones that hurt all the while. I hate that I can't let you go, That deep inside, I think you know. But most of all, through all the pain, I hate that I still love you the same.