I hate you;
I hate looking at your eyes,
I hate hearing your voice,
I hate the way you walk,
I hate the way you smile,
I hate you and
I hate everything about you.
I don't like you;
for being the reason why I hate myself,
for being the reason why I smile,
for being the reason why I write,
for being the reason why I can't sleep,
I don't like you
for being my only reason!
Christian Crisostomo
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-vii-7/
