I hate how you perfectly grasped my heart in a way that wasn't even intentional
I hate that all i know is your whiskey breathes and trails of rosied kisses
I hate that all I've learned to know is how to love the sombered and delicate parts of your soul.
I hate how you've clouded my brain with our drunken nights and your wild confessions of love that have haunted me just like your lavender perfume that entailed me even more.
I hate that every word I plan to say disappears into a haze as your crimson eyes hypnotize me still once more and I fall again and again for you.
I hate how your voice haunts me at my darkest nights. And can be the best or worst parts of my brittle mind that yearns for you.
I hate how I unraveled in your arms so delicately, revealing my fragile soul yet you still managed to break me until all I feel is my numb lips that I once used to kiss you breathlessly with and speak the love I held so deep in my heart.
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