Poems

Hate

Hey guys, sorry its been such a long time.

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I hate everything about you,
And you hate everything about me.
And yet we still find each other
In the middle of the night,
And we tangle together,
But I never remove my clothes,
And neither do you.
We just lay there,
Beside each other,
I on the covers,
And you under,
You warm,
And I cold,
But that's just one of the things
You hate about me.

I love everything about you,
And you love everything about me.
And in the night I confess,
That I've always loved you.
And you would say,
The very same,
But you were asleep,
Under the covers,
While I was on them,
You warm,
And I cold.
Or so I thought.
But that's just one thing
You hate about me.

I hate everything about myself,
And you love him.
And I feel jealous
At the sound of his name.
I hurt myself
In the quiet of the dark,
While you are with him,
Leaving me alone,
To deal with my fears,
And the broken heart
That you gave me.
I was better
When I hated you,
Because then I didn't worry,
About if he hurt you,
The same way you hurt me.
But that's just one thing
You hate about me.

I hate everything about him,
And you hate everything about him.
You cry into my chest,
Wishing you had never
Fallen for him,
While I break inside,
As the very fear
That I wished would never
Come true,
Had broken you in half,
And me into quarters,
While I try to patch
Your broken heart.
And the sound of your cries,
And the words that you utter,
Saying I'm your friend,
Your best friend.
And again I'm breaking,
Because you still hate
Those things about me.

I hate me,
And you love me.
But I forced myself
To get over you,
Because you said
We'd always be friends,
And I didn't believe
You'd ever love me.
But you did,
And you do,
And I can only listen
To the rugged beating
Of your torn heart,
As it breaks again.
I tell you I loved you,
And that you missed
Your chance,
And you slap me
And leave,
Leave your warm cocoon
Under the covers,
For me to stay cold,
And cold in my heart,
As the scars on my arms
Lay bare for you to see,
With wide, tortured eyes,
And you leave me,
All alone,
In the dark,
In the cold.
But that's just one thing
You hate about me.

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There you go, tell me what you think.