I hate him.
How he act as though he doesn't have not a care in the world.
Like 'we' never existed.
How when he smiles,
it still has the power to make my heart race.
The chaste kisses we shared under the stars.
I loved him.
I hate her.
How she makes me feel.
The way my heart flutters every time I hear her laugh, and my chest burns when I see her with someone else.
Like 'we' never existed.
I love her.
I can't hate him.
Even though my heart breaks whenever I see him with someone else.
My heart won't let me forget the memories we shared...
I love him.
It's impossible to hate her.
Although my heart burns with the effort to control the need to claim her as mine.
My soul makes me remember the passion we have.
I love her.
But, I can never have him.
I will never have her.
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How May I Feel?
PoetryHere are some of my most serious feelings and thoughts... For those of you who are offended by religious matters... you might not want to read my poetry. But, the rest of you may enjoy. Comments and votes are welcome and encouraged! Thanks! Love, Sp...
