A Constellation of Thoughts

love

love, 

i hate you. 

It tears me apart at night, and i feel sorry for those who are about to lose that word, 

which seemingly has way to many meanings to at it. 

I feel bare, and sad. Im screaming to an empty sky. 

Nobody understands me the way I understand me. 

Not the girl reading this

not the boy reading this.

Not the person reading this, 

I understand myself, and I had to learn that the hard way because my first love was some insignificant boy when it should have been myself. 

I hurt the person who meant most to me, 

she said "I love you." 

and i typed back a stupid acronym, that meant nothing. 

I will never get it, will I?