I hate the fact that i did love him and he was my first love,
i hate the fact i still wonder how things would be,
i hate the way i feel when i think of our son,
and i hate the fact that i have to regret ever fallin in love
i hate how i feel when i think if i'd be diff maybe it wouldn't of ended the way it did
i hate knowing that people warned me about him and i didnt listen
but most of all i hate the fact that it taught me so much that i wish i didnt know
<<I dont know what this is... its just something i was typin to my friend... might fix it up some time but i dont know>>
