poem_080_A_True_Hatred

Does he really loath me the way he shows?

Is the really how breaking up goes?



According to him we were still friends.

But his scorn shows something, which that transcends.



At the moment I saw his eyes with mine.

I thought everything was just fine.



I smiled at him expecting one back.

But he turned and kept on his track.



I didn’t let it bother me and just kept talking.

Then I glanced towards him and saw where he was walking.



He was walking towards his new fling.

But seeing this didn’t have a sting.



I knew he was going to ask someone out.

It was something I started to think about.



I wondered if this was the reason he frowned.

I wondered if this was why he ignored and turned around.



This hurt more than anything I had ever been through.

Adam was a friend and I still treated him as if this was true.



But when he just turned around and ignored me like that,

Was something that made me feel like I was smacked flat.



I had never just been ignored and treated as if inferior.

But I sucked it up turned around and put up an exterior.



I’m not sure what to do now; how to take this sudden ignore.

How to look at him and not think about what he just tore.



Am I finally experiencing a true hatred,

Because I broke it off before it got to ahead?



I thought I was doing us a favor since his parents hated me.

And I wanted him to be happy with someone his parents would agree.



Because of this we are now supposedly foes.

Is this really how breaking up goes?



Inspired by: / dedicated to: Adam G. Zimmerman

Created on: November 7, 2005

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