Turning the other cheek,

I've yet to learn.

I hate the way he thinks he's always right.
I hate the way he carries himself.
I hate the pedestal he puts himself on.
I hate that he judges without really knowing me.
In fact, I hate that he knows nothing about me.
I hate the things that he once did.
I hate the hold he has over them.
I hate that they take his word as gold.
I hate the fact that I hate him.
I hate that he even made me feel hate at all.