A Place Where Oleanders Bloom

Him pt(3)

Him, I hated him, he was a terrible guy

I don't know why he made me cry-die

He made me suffocate on my tears,

He made me scream, engulfed by my fears-he made me lose my mind

It was his fault that I would die

He made me a monster, he gave me my scars

He destroyed my life, he scattered my stars

I hate that I love him, I hate more that it hurts

I hate that I can't trust him, I hate more that hating him never works

I love his smile, I love stupid grins and his cackles

I love that he saw me; I loved him that I laughed

I hope I could forgive him, I hope that we can last

I hope that I have courage, that when he comes back I can leave fast

I pray that he ignores me, that he doesn't restart his chase

I pray that I could finally win, be it in love or this race