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love, hate, love, hate, or somethin like that
by Olivia Weinkeinwhen you say it doesn't matter
thats when i know
it matters the most.
baby, you're gonna recognize me
someday when i'm through killing
the parts about you that i love
to hate
to love and i'm so tired of running out
of you. and when you say don't come any closer
thats when i know
i'm not close enough.
baby, you're gonna feel me someday
when i'm through pushing
the parts about you that i love
to hate
to love away.
so baby, when you tell me just where you think
we will end up then
thats when i'll know
nothing will ever be the same again and we will
become something more than four hands forever
reaching for something we never had and never
knew we loved
until we hated
every bit of that love away.
10/08/2003 Author's Note: ughhh just goin thru a dryspell with the writing but wanted to write somethin. this is all i got right now. oh well.
Posted on 10/08/2003
Copyright © 2026 Olivia Weinkein
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 10/29/03 at 07:21 PM Dry spell... you are one of the most consistently great prolific writers I've seen. I have to hold off visiting your library until I can devote a significant amount of time to absorb it! Great verse! |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 03/31/06 at 07:57 PM This is an excellent pieece! Can I borrow that "dry spell" of your? Wondefully written! |
| Posted by Aaron Michael on 05/14/07 at 05:34 AM still one of the best pieces i've ever read. |
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