His words were hateful. Worse than that. But even the inteligence she was prided on couldn't find a fitting term. It would have to do. He was hateful and she loved him. Or had loved him, anyway. She was resolved now.

Originally a personal poem, this could really be taken as anyone's feelings from a bad experience. In this case, I suppose you could take it as a poem from either Hermione or Ginny after a break up with your choice of significant other.