If you don't like the functional result of something, you're missing one of three things; an understanding of it, a need for it, or a want for it...and more than likely, it's the first option.

To Hate Goodbyes I hate how you left me without any choice. I hate that you moved on without me ever being your boy. I hate how your smile makes me always give in. I hate that all I can think of is caressing your skin. I hate how you can't talk to me about what your needs are. I hate that when you're gone all I'll have left is this scar. I hate how you made such a hole in my heart, I hate that you let us drift so far apart. I hate that sometimes i say "I hate you" though I don't really mean to, But most of all... I hate how you know I can't hate you... And could never wish to.