I hate you.
I hate, how you make me laugh, like the world isn't there.
I hate, how the butterflies give me no care.
I hate, your laugh making me smile.
I hate, how everything with you stops time for a while.
I hate, how I love who you are.
Hate and love... have a very fine line.I hate, how I can't call you mine.
I hate it.
But I don't hate you.
I love you, and I only wish you would too.

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Dichotomy
PoetryThe observant is always watching. Humanity is here and thriving, but our world won't be surviving our reign. Alive, but not noticed in living. Here we are. A new life, new words, a new start. Aug. 12th 2019 - June 18th 2021 Vol. 1