During The Pandemic (Poetry)

eight >>> I Hate You

We've got 99 problems and
no way to solve them.
I wish there was some way to let go
but you're the only thing I've ever known.
And I care way too deeply for you
but in your mind it was much easier
to love me in there then to do the real thing.

I'm hiding all my issues now,
seeing you walk past on the street
holding his hand and laughing along.
I keep my head hung low like I did
when we were seen in public
as you always use to tell me you were ashamed of the both of us.
I still can't get it out of my head
of how much I hate you for what you've done to me.

Funny how I can still care then
when you never treated me the same
you would for him.
And I'm on my own again,
hiding the words I've always wanted to say as you walk past
talking about some old records
you don't even have a clue about.

But that familiar scent rises the air,
into my nose
and I can't help the unsettling shaking
that fills my bones
With the words of "I hate you" again
on the tip of my tongue as I take off running.