I hate love

I woke up in the morning
Did I really woke up?
Did I ever sleep that night?

My body ache from thinking and I decide that I hate.
I hate love,
      I hate needing to love you

And most of all I hate needing to be loved by you.

I hate being a woman in need of love,
                                    in need of a man in her life.

Why can't my life have meaning without love? Where has all the independent definitions gone, when love has gone??

Am I weak? No.
Am I stupid? No.
Am I ugly? No.

But I am lost and lonely without love.

So I hate love.