This Nightmare Poem by Emily Reid

I miss you.
I hate you.
I need you.
I love you.
I want you.
Make me hate you.
Please!
I can't stand not having you.
Is there beauty in my heart breaking?
Can you hear the ache in my voice,
The pain in my eyes?
With each sob,
I think it brings us closer,
But breaks us farther apart.
When I last saw you,
You didn't even hug me.
I was leaving.
I was gone.
Hardly no phone calls.
Ignoring mine.
What did I do?
I am so stupid.