Everytime I think of you,
I feel hatered swell up into me
I do not hate you, no it is me
I hate myself for loving you
I hate that I still love you
Even though I see just,
Who you've become
You're nothing like the you,
I fell in love with
I won't give you the lables
Anymore because I hate the reminder
I'll never forget my first broken heart
I'll never forget my best friend
Who broke my heart
Reminding me just how hard
It can be to breathe
But I will forget the love
I can't seem to shake
Because I know I'll get over you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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WOW.. that was deep. i understand how it is. this same thing happened to me a couple of months ago. you covered jus about everything... GREAT JOB. i give it a 10! !