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 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 when 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.

for the past 5 days, the last 4 lines from this poem has been gracing my ears..

every time i hear these lines, there's one person that enters my mind..

and it's so frustrating to know that it is exactly how i feel..

no matter how much i will myself to be mad at that person, i just can't..

there were still times when i find myself thinking of what ifs..lots of what ifs..
all i can do is just tell myself that what happened was Daddy God's will..
perhaps  that happened so that I will be spared from bigger disappointments and heartache..