I hate that I miss you
Hating someone is easier than missing them
Yet you taught hating is wrong
Likewise what they did to you is wrong
Aren't two negatives supposed to make a postive
But what have I gained from this
Now I'm left conflicted and hurt
Unaswered questions become a nightly occurence
We haven't spoken in years
I can't tell you how I feel
I miss you like crazy
But I hate you too
This poem is about:
Me