Love. Poem by Kyra Haffa Ky

Love, is this the weird feeling that I feel?

Or maybe im just delusional because I don´t want to see the real you.

Deep down, I know that you're the one who broke my heart in two, and I cry myself to sleep until my bruises turn black and blue.

Maybe our love was poisoned, and it was never okay to use, but I will keep loving you even if you don´t want me to.

There is something about you, something that always makes me feel brand new, then I realized the only thing new is the hate that I have for you.