Brandi kennan

I Hate That. I Hate How.

I hate that I can't sleep at night because of you.
I hate that I can't forget memories of you no matter what I do.
I hate how I look for you, and your no where to be found, your never around.
I hate how when I listen to love songs, your all I see.
I hate how I can still feel your hand In mine.
I hate how I remember looking In your eyes.
I hate how I can't get over you, and move on alone.
I hate how I still have your number programmed In my phone.
I hate that I can't take pictures of us off my wall.
I hate that you're not by my side anymore.
I hate how this Is all so true.

But most of all,
I hate that with out me, your doing just fine.

Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 4, 2009

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