Corozone Of Mine - Poem by AimeeLeigh Olsen
I hate that I can't stop thinking about you.
I hate that I thought I was over it. Us.
I hate that I love us.
I hate that I have knots in my stomache when i think of you.
I hate that I'm writing this down because I can't talk to you.
I hate that you make me love you.
I hate that you're just going to leave me again.
I hate that I know it, and I am unable to do anything to ease the pain.
I hate you. I love you.
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