I try to be angry
But sadness overwhelms me
These worthless tears
begin to choke me
I keep telling myself,
"He wasn't worth it,
I don't need him.
I hate him."
But without you here,
I can't help but feel torn.
I'm a fool for actually missing you.
For crying over you.
I keep willing myself to move on -
to get my head out of the past
and to look into my future
But without you here,
by my side
in my arms
Like the way things used to be.
I can't help but cry these tears for you.
I love you.
I hate you.
You used me
You played me.
Get out of my head!
But without you here, that's all where your going to be.
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Letting Go...
PoetryI hate you. I despise you. But apart of me just can't let you go...