The harder I try to forget, forgive, move on
The more imprinted in my memory you become
My hatred burns deep, but not deep enough for the fire to reach where you live.
But not the you that betrayed me
Not the you that hurt me
Not the you I want
Not the you that makes my hatred burn hotter
No its the you that made me cry of happiness
It’s the you that was always there for me
It is the you who extended a hand when I needed it
All I can remember is the good
All the pictures point to it too
And my brain cannot comprehend it
The mixture of good and evil
The battle of fire and ice.
You have split me in half so I cannot function
You make sure I always remember
And for that, I truly hate you for.
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Author:
Oliver (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Friendship
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Comments2
Most people remember only the bad. I like this turn-around to remembering the good! Well written!
Great poem!
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