And always, I'd wish

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Sometimes I'd hate myself for thinking of you,
Having images of us flash across my eyes,
Just as the lightning does.

Sometimes I'd hate myself for missing you,
Going through our conversations,
Again and again, over and over.

Sometimes I'd hate myself for loving you,
Remembering memories of us,
As tears prick my eyes.


Sincerely, Zap. // PoemsWhere stories live. Discover now