I hate him.
I hate that he can make me cry so much.
I hate that even when he's the one making me cry all I want to do is talk to him.
I hate that I still want him.
I hate that he's still my first thought when I wake up and my last thought when I go to sleep.
I hate that I can't even hate him because he did nothing wrong and I still love him so much.
I hate that I made him cry.
I hate that life made us meet at the wrong time.
I hate that I still wholeheartedly believe that he is my person.
I hate that the thought of watching him love anyone else but me breaks my heart.
I hate that I can't even imagine myself ever loving anyone else but him.
I hate that I know part of me will always love him.
I hate that I fall so fast and fall so hard.
I hate that this hurts so much and it's gonna hurt for a while.
I hate that just thinking about him makes me cry.
I want to hate him because I hurt so much but I can't. He did the right thing and I will appreciate it in the future but right now I just want to hate him...
I hate him... but I don't really... I could never hate him not truly...
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Spoken Word
PoetryThis where I'll put all my random spoken words and thoughts about my life, society, my friends, my family, past relationships or whatever I want really.