I hate him
but yet I love him,
He makes me sick
but he makes me feel better,
I can't stand him
but I always want to be around him,
He makes my flesh crawl
but I love the sensation.
His prescence excites me
and his touch delights me,
Unpredictable;
yet he always leaves the same way.
I'm stuck between two worlds
and I am careless,
He doesn't understand
what it takes to be a man,
He doesn't know
how he hurts me so,
But even if he did,
I doubt he'd ever change.
Know exactly how you feel. Love how you put it into words though. I feel like I have to rhyme to get my point across, but you don't and that's cool.