JuneM

I hate you

I hate you, so, so much

With all of my rickety broken heart

It beats in a soft staccato that longs for your touch-

I mean, longs to hear you call me sweetheart-

No, I hate you, I do

So much that it hurts

That the pain shoots along my nerves, a constant tattoo

That I scream at the stranger in the mirror still wearing your sweatshirt

I hate you so much that I start to hate me

Noticing every little detail I don\'t like

Especially how my life without you seems incomplete

How sometimes I want to stand in the middle of a storm and let the lightning strike

Ha!- wouldn\'t that be nice?

To end all this hatred and pain

To not be haunted by you in all my thoughts, god I\'m going mentally insane

I hate you so much that I even still dream of you

Though I really don\'t want to 

I still close my eyes and see your own beautiful ones

Reflecting with that twinkle from the dying sun

I hate you so much that I miss you

I miss everything

I miss talking and laughing and competing over the smallest things

I miss playing my piano and drawing so good

And not just for me, but for you

But I hate you

Don\'t get that confused

Even though I still remember your exact birthday 

Your zodiac sign and your favorite holiday

Still remember the way your eyes looked when we shared secrets

That we had never told anyone before, how I was so nervous

When I had showed you all my deep cuts

And not just the ones on the surface

But I hate you, with rage red hot like dripping blood

I have to remind myself that I do, everyday

Even when you give me that stupid smile I love

Even when I still let you rant to me about random things, without complaints

I hate you so much that its painful

That at midnight I lie awake staring at the ceiling

And replay all the conversations and beautiful moments with you

Trying to ignore that swirling, drowning feeling

Like when I sink in the tub and open my eyes to dark endless blue

But I hate you

Or, do I?

At this point, I\'m not sure

Not sure what\'s real or what\'s a lie

I\'ve never been good at lying, but I know one things true

I still love you-

I mean, hate you