Hate to love you...

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    Hate to love you...

    ~Hate to love you~

    Hate:

    Against all better judgment I let you in…Though I could see your faults…I was still sucked in.

    For some reason I thought you’d be that one…That if I gave you my love…You’d give yours in return. When we were together you made me believe…That in love with you was the best place to be. However, as soon as I’d leave your side…you’d quickly forget the love you claimed as mine. For a moment the excuses seemed to do the trick…had me thinking I was wrong for being upset. I forgot who I am…but only for a moment…I can’t put your need to do you- above what I’m wanting. I know that you will remain the same…I’ll call; you’ll ignore it, and call later with your game. Wishing for changes…and waiting for you to grow up…Steady hoping that you would learn to appreciate my love…Feeling all the hurt of being stood up…wondering why I keep bothering to try to hook-up…with someone who takes my care so lightly…Playing me like a game by Milton & Bradley.

    To love:

     It hurt so much to call it quits…but it hurt even more to be treated like this. I let you go...now you can do you…you can find what you are looking for…and I hope you find it soon. I hope that you get everything you deserve…all the happiness that you are searching for…and if somewhere down this road you are ready for me…I’ll be here waiting for the man I knew you could be. Until then we are finished…there’s no more me and you…I wonder if you loved me the way you claimed to…I wonder if you are hurting the way that I do…I wonder if you’ll come back to me, like I wish you to.

    You:

    Never has a man touched my heart so quickly…my sweet big man…so charming and sexy. I miss you already…your smile and your eyes…your big arms that held me…the way you knew what I liked. The way you made me laugh…the way we chopped it up…just being with you brightened my whole day up. But the things about you that made me full with love…aren’t enough to make up for you stomping on my heart. I wish that every day for me you could be, the man I fall in love with every time we meet. I wish there was a messenger who could let you know…I didn’t want to end it…I just wanted your love!

    Nichole

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    Nikkislove’s Poems (12)

    Title Comments
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    Hate to love you... 0
    Just Dreaming... 1
    Thinking back on Good times with my brother... 1
    Songs to make love to... 1
    Amore' 1
    Euphoria... 0
    My Sky... 2
    That Fire... 2
    Smile... 2
    Webs... 1
    My Everyday Bliss... 1
    Closed Eyes... 1