Hurt!

I hate confessions!

I hate that I pour my heart out only to have it ripped out!
I hate that I love him with every piece of my broken heart!
I hate not wanting to let go!
I hate that cried in front of my friends over him!
I hate that I can't stop thinking of him!
I hate that he is moving on without me!
But mostly I hate this pain... I'd rather be anger to admit this pain, this sorrow. I wan to be angry!
I Hate that I'm not angry.... Only hurt!