Third

How I deal with hating you: jerking violently into a crying heap  on the floor after hanging up, slandering you on the internet, taking mental photographs of your face when it looks the ugliest, making lists (1. he's broke 2. lives at his mother's 3. makes love to his Stratocaster better and more frequently than to me), laughing at your poetry, talking too much in your ear, sliding away at night when you reach for me, ignoring your lactose intolerance, folding you up in guilt when I don't care that much, handing you dirty tshirts to wear, spiking your coffee with acid.

How I deal with loving you: hating you.