I don’t simply hate to lose, I hate to lose more than once.
There are things we (people) hated to say/do/plan but within time we ended up sayin/doin/plannin them, because at that time we didn’t realize that their value/importance was really bigger than our hate.
I don’t need/hate/love/miss you because you need/hate/love/miss me,
I don’t need/hate/love/miss you because you don’t need/hate/love/miss me,
I don’t know if I will always need/hate/love/miss you,
I don’t know if I will never need/hate/love/miss you.
But I know that I need/hate/love/miss you when I need/hate/love/miss you.
Do they hate you? Fine, remember life ain’t fair, nobody is loved by everyone, even Jesus the son of God wasn’t and isn’t.
Have you discovered it? Great, you’re LUCKY, then you know when/where/how to step your feet and when/where/how not to.