I miss you.
I miss your touch on the back of my neck.
I miss the way you would softly rub the inside of my knee.
I miss you.

I hate you.
I hate the way I let my feelings show.
I hate the way they made you feel insecure.
I hate you.

I love you.
I love the way you still love me.
I love the way you completed me then and I can't forget about you.
I love you.

I feel you.
I feel you with every breath as you are near.
I feel you when you are close without even touching.
I feel you.

Miss me, hate me, love me and feel me. I will return then equally.