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love/hate

by Shayla R Cakes

You and me.
Me and you.
You've made it clear that we are through.
And I feel love.
And I feel hate.
Often I feel sick and irate.
But who goes where?
Where do the pieces fit?
I have this feeling in my stomache's pit
That I hate me.
And I love you.
And I so long for this to not be true.
For hating you
and loving me
would make like a just that much more easy.
But I admit.
I must confess.
That in my heart you rank the best.
On the list
It's my name I see.
On the very bottom of the one titled "L-O-V-E"
wait, oh wait.
now that I recall
I don't even see my name there at all.
Whether it be your list.
Whether it be mine.
I know I'm not going to be fine.
Because you don't know
How much you dont know
what its like to be loved by you.

11/09/2002

Author's Note: I don't want to write poems about him. I don't want to write poems about him. I don't want to write poems about him. I don't want to write poems about him. I don't want to write poems about him. I don't want to write poems about him. I don't want to write poems about him. But I'm a failure.

Posted on 11/10/2002
Copyright © 2024 Shayla R Cakes

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