My Object of Abomination

I hate your composure.

I hate your indescribable hair.

I hate your monotony.

I hate your goals.

I hate your baggage.

I hate your manner of speaking.

I hate your demeanor.

I hate your chivalry to others.

I hate my insignificance to you.

I hate your value to me.

I hate your idealism.

I hate your pivotal absence.

I hate your avocations.

I hate your obsessions.

I hate your preferences.

I hate your modesty.

I hate your smile.

But God! Why can’t I hate you?

 

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