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I hate the fact that I love you so much- I know how dumb it sounds,

But I hate how my heart pounds- Everytime that I see you.

And I hate how every girl I meet- I just wish they could be you.

I hate that I feel like I need you- I hate how everyday,

I just wish that I could see you- Or be near you.

I hate how I just want to hear you- I hate how it hurts,

Everytime that I do hear you- Or see you.

Or whenever I am near you- I hate the pain that I feel,

Because I know what we had was real- But I'm forced to deal.

I never thought that loving you would hurt- I tried everything to make it work.

I hate how I force myself to listen to things about other guys,

Because I love to hear you talk- Even though it makes me cry.

And I wonder why- I won't let myself leave you behind,

Why do I let you control my mind- With memories of times.

That you were mine- How could I be so blind,

To think- That this could last.

I hate how everything good I had- Is now just the past.

I try to grasp- Reality and bring myself to it,

But in all actuality- There's no way that I can do it.

Letting go would be admitting defeat- That I've been beat,

By life- I'm hand and knee at its feet.

I hate how I've finally found true love- But I can't have it,

And it hurts so badly- I've felt it before.

But I feel it no more- I hate it to the core,

My heart is so sore- From loving someone that doesn't care.

Someone that isn't there- It's so unfair.

I hate the fact that I love you so much- That I miss you so much,

Your kiss, your touch- To love's door steps I crawl,

And I realize- That although it hurts,

I don't hate the fact that I love you at all.









Michael C. Lucas