I Hate

I hate when I need you and you can't be there.  I hate that she's your jailer, keeping you home.  I hate that she's the one with all the drama, something always happening to her.  I hate that I sometimes don't believe you when you say you can't come meet me.  I hate being second in every little matter.  I hate that we don't have time together.  I hate when you bend over backwards for her, when I barely ask you for anything.  I hate that I can't be mad at you.  I hate how lonely you make me feel.  I hate feeling so much for you when you don't feel the same for me.  I hate this a lot.  But I can't leave.  Because I love you and I love what little time we do have together.  That makes it all worth it.