I hate..

I hate the mornings cause I know what they bring
I hate goodbyes
I hate these tears in my eyes
I hate myself for the way i feel about you everytime
I’ve had enough
I’m sick of wishing you was around me every day, every night
I hate your phone calls
In the middle of the day
I don’t want to feel this alone
Everytime you walked out that door
I start missing you
Wish I didn’t need you this much