I Love You

I hate how much I think about you. I hate wondering if you're thinking of me too. I hate that I still care. I hate not having you here. I wish we had control over our memories. I hate that not even death warrants endless possibilities. I hate being trapped by thoughts, mere memories. I hate that I don't know if I want to be free. Maybe if you die, I would be released. But if you die, Don't die without me.