Love. Hate.
I hate how you make me feel.
So incredible. So amazing.
You don't have to say a thing. You never do.
And I love you for that.
But you also hurt me. Ignore me. Pretend I don't exist.
And I hate you for that.
You're gorgeous, smart and it always feel like you're looking into my soul. My feelings.
You're repulsive, ignorant and you don't understand a thing about me.
I wish you understood these feelings I have for you. But you'res so silly that you never will.
And I love you for that.
But I somehow know that it is wrong. To love you like I do. To feel like I do.
And I hate you for that.
This is just some random 'poem' I came up with. If you can even call it that. It doesn't really have anything to do with any feeling I have for anyone. I just put myself in such a mindset that allowed me to write this from that perspective.
