"From the deepest desires often come the deadliest hate."— Socrates.
this could never be more true because,
i remember when i loved you.
the mere thought of you was enough to make me smile.
now, with your memories, i'm forcing down bile
—that rises in my throat every time that we meet,
i hate you so much, i can barely speak.
your touch brought me comfort and i'd lean into it,
but now i recoil and i flee from it.
i used to love you, i know that's true
but now there's disgust and i fucking loathe you.
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anhedonia (unfinished)
Poetryanhedonia: [noun] the loss of interest and enjoyment in all activities that you once liked; the feeling of not caring anymore. title is in common letters for aesthetic purposes. all rights reserved.
