Hate the way I do everything,
Hate the way I have Dinner ready every night when you get home,
Hate the way I clean just as much as you do,
Hate the way I try to ask "How was your day?",
Hate it when I admit I was wrong and try to fix it,
Hate it when I hug you when I see,
Hate how I say good morning and agood night as you pull you face away when I try to give at kiss every night,
Hate me for doing what I thought was best for us,
Hate me for trying to make life for us the best it could be,
Hate me for going to work and not spending money to save for vacations every summer,
Hate me for just being me

Deep.

so much pain

Hate her for having her own perception
Hate her for having human ability to understand
Yeah, go ahead
Hate her for growing in a different direction.

Sorry, two way street cries out; a call cannot be denied.

Weird reaction to a poem, but there ya have it.

How can you hate any one when
they do so much for you...YOU CAN'T


I know the feeling's...

again brilliant.