oh god, hating you would be so much easier.
if i hated you, you couldn't hurt me.
if i hated you, i wouldn't care that you turned to see your reflection when i needed you the most.
if i hated you, i wouldn't care that you're happy without me.
there wouldn't be a you in my heart.
there wouldn't be tears for you in my eyes.
there wouldn't be the numbing sense overcoming my body because i know you're no longer needing me to smile for you.
I'm mourning over something that has faded beyond finding.
i'll fold up the memories i have with you and stick them in a box.
that's where you think they belong,
and hey, you're probably not wrong.
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Hate is easy. Love takes courage and all the strength we have. If love causes more pain than hate, why are we told to love instead of hate? ... Evokes many thoughts.
ReplyDeletePaige, I feel your suffering because it is my own. This post could well have come out of my own diary.