We are lovers.
We are also haters.
We love to hate each other.
Every time we are together we always fight.
I don't know how we can make this love work.
We shout at each other about silly things.
I even slapped you once.
I said I was sorry and you kissed me.
You must love me,
But why do you love me.
We don't have anything in common.
I argue with you,
You argue with me.
One day I told you,
I should leave you.
You said,
"Don't go,
We can make this work."
Then I said,
"How? We love to hate each other."
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Threads of Words
PoezjaThese poems are simply my emotions. Most of these poems are fictionalized while some are loosely based upon my own experiences. I never thought that I would express my feelings and aspirations with anyone but myself. I surprised myself when I starte...