It’s not hate….

Hate is such a strong word

I don’t really use it much

Instead I’ll say I dislike

The person I love

He’s a moron

Straight dumb

I mean who doesn’t understand

The basic language of love

Then he’s messy

Believe me

I don’t think there is another

Messy person he can’t beat

Then he’s rude and possessive

It’s like he wants

In and out his presence

I’m usually alone a lot

But that’s my favorite thing

Because my whole day is often ruined

The moment he gives me a ring

He doesn’t apologize

Like you and me

It’s more aggressive and snotty

Like some how it’s not

A respectful thing

I know I should leave

But often more times than not

He cries on my knee

Telling me that he loves me a lot

And I believe him, I do

So I simply don’t like him

Even tho I love him too

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