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I Hate That I Love You

I write sometimes, but for who do I write I stay up sometimes, but why am I up tonight Maybe your my thoughts, or maybe just one bad memory I look at the stars, but all I see is dark emery My eyes bleed, my thoughts drown My hearts knows, but my mind frowns Clever enough, your love still cuts the deepest Uphill from here, my life is at its steepest Fragile, vulnerable, and weak minded too Your still on my mind, and I hate that I love you I cry for you, Tears of the past Somedays I lie in bed, wondering why we didnt last Other days I remember, why its over Your hearts so cold, As cold as the end of November My sweetest regret, my greatest mistake But I wouldnt trade it in, real or fake Forever you told me, Silly did I beleive Belitte as we speak, look at this heart as it greives Broken, weak, and lost without a clue Your still my greatest mistake, And I hate that I still love you Time goes on, further apart we have grown The past isnt the future, who would have known Your so gone, but your memories they reign Although you have hurt me, In love I remain I will always wonder, why did this happen to me But your faults have let me be Regardless of the past, Im going to let go Wasting time on you, is wasting time on something I dont know Goodbye My Love, My memory, My Sweetest Mistake, The Girl I once Knew One more thing to say--I hate that I still love you

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Date: 7/27/2011 8:43:00 AM
May your inspiration be long lived and your life be filled with many wonderful years of writing and of sharing your excellent poetry. I enjoyed reading your poetry this morning Trevor. Love, Carol
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