in a stroke of hate

I woke up, ate, went back to sleep. I slept to dream of those that hate, I hate to sleep to dream of you. You dreamed of people hating you. I dreamed of hating you too. I hate to love you, laughs at the times we're together in harmony, I hate your beautiful lying eyes, I hate the way you say my name because it all brings me back into our silly game. I hate this game, I hate this shame. The thought of loving, liking, despising, forgetting this game and hating you for everything. i made a mistake somewhere between here, now, this time and place, and then you decided to take me as a friends, best friend, great amazing relating friend , we kissed... We catalyzed our own destruction right then and there... We were "in love" for a while. I hate to say it, but thank god it was only just a while. This is to you, my most hated part of my shoe, the soul of it. I hate me for loving you. You were the most beautiful, lovely, disgusting mistake I've ever made in my life. This is for those of you who hate to love right now, who don't want peoples drama in your life, this is for those of you who can't stand to look out the window see the rain remember "She/He said they loved the rain... I hate him/her..." This may not be the most poetic thing I've ever written, but you try and do better in a stroke of hate.