I hate that I am so kindhearted,
I hate that you're still in my thoughts,
I hate that you're out wandering,
I hate that life is unfair.
I hate my fucking mind,
I hate the misery I put you through,
I hate that I cannot forgive,
I hate that I can feel every negative in this life.
I hate how my life is stagnant,
I hate that I am afraid of my own dreams,
I hate that I'm even writing this,
I hate that I am still in this much pain.
For all the things I hate,
I cannot fathom hating you,
Almost three months,
And some small part of me still wants to be near you.
YOU ARE READING
Burning Love
PoetrySo this always growing collection of poems is about how love can be one of the most complex emotions to understand, and how it can affect people (mostly me though). In these little blips of writing I share vague but personal feelings and experiences...
