Since 2008, you have been gone for ten years. In the past ten years, countless films have been released, and countless new faces have been active on the screen. But never see you again.
I hate that you hug me and leave me.
I hate that you can't accompany me, I can only wipe the sadness by myself when I cry.
I hate that you can't hear what I miss, and the way you always smile at me.
I hate that you couldn't watch me grow and teach me how to tell how to choose what to live well.
I hate you for falling asleep like this without even saying goodbye to me.
I hate you for giving me life, for giving me a name, and never seeing me again after ten.
I hate that you love me so little time, I hate that you don't give me the chance to love you.
I hate you for teaching me to walk with my head held high, I hate you for teaching me to play badminton, I hate you for holding me from the floor to the bed at midnight in the summer, I hate the "Moon of Fifteen" that you hummed to me repeatedly, I hate you A motorcycle took me around, I hate you for not having time to apply for a driver's license, and I hate you for not having time to see a world that is no longer updated after 2004.
I hate myself for never telling you personally that I hate you.
10 Things I Hate About You I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh , even worse when you make me cry. I hate it that you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all. Translation: I hate the way you talk to me, hate your hairstyle, I hate the way you drive my car, hate your stare, I hate your bulky boots, hate you Guess my mind, I hate you to the point of disgust, hate you to the point of rhyme, I hate you for always being right, I hate you for always lying! I hate you for making me laugh, I hate you for making me cry, I hate that you're not around, and I don't even make a phone call, but what I hate most is that I can't hate you, not at all, not at all.
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