Hate being a strong word

I hate that I miss you so much.
I hate that I think about you all the time.
I hate that you're all I think about.
I hate that you purposely make me jealous.
I hate that you hug other girls in front of me.
I hate that you text someone else whilst you talk to me.
I hate that you talk to other people on facebook or via text when I'm at your house.
I hate that you have to be drunk to be yourself.
I hate that you have to drink to be around me.
I hate that you drink.
I hate the amount of times you touch your hair.
I hate that you always sit next to someone else just to spite me.
I hate that you're never you.
I hate that you lie.
I hate that you want me to lie.
I hate that you want me to lie for you.
I hate that you're the first person I think of when I'm upset.
I hate that you make me upset and do nothing about it.
I hate that you're so untrustworthy.
I hate that you think you know me.
I hate that you assume.
I hate that we've slept together our of passion.
I hate how selfish you are.
I hate that you say you put everyone else before you, when you clearly don't.
And yet... I still can't hate you... Bastard.