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My Love


You think I yell at you because I hate you

I despise you

I loath you

Yet what you don't know is that I adore you

Admire you

Am astonished by your beauty

You spite me

And I love thee

I love you with all the organs in my body

Just to be somebody

To you

I yell at you because I know for a fact you can do better

Than that letter

You had sent before

That letter was to me

On how you thought I was so nice to a tree

That was dying

You loved the way I nurtured it back to health

For no wealth

Just for the soul fact that I wanted to

And for that

Was one of the many reasons you are my love

I love how you pick up on the little things

How you don't let them go unnoticed

But when it comes to you

I am cruel and harsh

Because my love I want to make you better

Because my love I want you to succeed

Because my love...

I love you

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