I hate fighting with you.

I hate missing you.

I hate feeling pathetic for missing you and hating myself.

I hate constantly checking my phone and being disappointed every fucking time.

I hate that we fight over nothing.

I hate that it’s always me that starts the fight.

I hate that you avoid conflict and ignore me.

I hate that it feels like the world is keeping us from being together.

I hate being jealous when I see you talking to other girls.

I hate pretending that nothing is wrong.

So this is what love is like..