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Saturday, 3 October 2015

I hate it

I hate it ‘coz you’re special to me- I cannot even tell.
I hate it that you were the one, the one for whom I fell.
We got so deep, so truly down, and time just flew by
I hate it that you said the truth. The truth with a little lie.

I hate the empty feeling there- somewhere in my chest
The feeling of a missing piece; a sword in a crest.
I hate that you did care so much, you loved me back so more
I hate it when you left me there, my pain so sweetly sore.

I hate that I still jump a bit, when I see you in the street
I hate that I expect you yet, that love’s so sorely sweet.
You smile some bit, and smile some more, it melts me down so fast
I hate that I still think of you, I live my life in past.

Next time you leave, just leave and go, and don’t look back at me
Don’t send those mails, those funny tales, just turn your back and leave
I know this time if you do try, I’ll hate you even more.
I’ll hate the way I’ll come to you, like tidal waves on shore.

                                                                                                         - яhԑȃ

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