I hate when you smile
because it makes me smile
I hate it when you laugh
because it makes me happy
I hate it when you're hurt
because I begin to cry
I also hate it when you're angry
but I don't know why
When you hold me
I feel secure
& complete
in so many ways
& when I look into your eyes
I never stare
I gaze
You're the closest thing to my heart
So close
you wouldn't believe
your kiss alone holds memories
of a love expected to be
I hate you
because I love you
& I hate that
you're always on my mind
but I get hurt real deep
when you smile at me
& reality kicks in
that you'll never be mine
A sad fact of life. But who knows whats round the next corner. Keep your chin up... Love, Fran xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True. That is life. And well written~ Preets