I'm hating!!

I’m hating
The song’s I listened to with him
I might sing along with a smile
On my face but know that I’m hating,
The colours of his bag pack, the flavour of the
Sweet he gave me, the bus we were
In when I met him,
I’m hating,
I’m hating his face, his height from head
To toe, his hair style,
I’m hating this guy I refer to as 
‘The guy from the bus’
Sometimes I bully myself about what
I should have done when I had that
Moment with him, because it was the first
And last special moment with him
But still I’m hating,
It is because I have a crush on him
Or I believe I’m losing him
Completely and that’s the main reason
I’m hating him
In everything.