Learn To Hate

Now You Say You Love Me,
 but I Fear it Is Too Late.
 All the Pain You Put Me Through
 Has Taught Me How to Hate.
 
 I Hate the Way I Felt, 
 the Day You Said Good Bye
 and I Hate the Way the Tears
 Kept Getting in My Eyes.
 
 I Hate the Days I Lost,
 Crying over You
 and I Learned to Hate Myself
 Because I Loved  You Too.
 
 Yes, I Have to Blame Myself
 but I Understand Somehow,
 If You Didn't Love Me Then,
 How Is it You Love Me Now?
 
 Connie Moore
 2/9/97
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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June 7, 2013 at 7:12 PM
Great read.
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