love to hate
I hate love stories
I hate the way it makes me feel
I hate the way it brings back memories
I hate the way it makes me realize how miserable I am
I hate the way it reminds me of how happy I have been
And how happier I can be
I hate the way it shows me the emptiness inside
I hate the way it makes me long for someone to be there
I hate the way it reflects my mistakes
I hate the way it emphasizes the pain inside
On how hard it is to lose someone
Realizing it's too late, I cannot undo the things I’ve done
And making me feel the absence of miracles, of not being able to change the past
It brings down the wall i created to protect myself from being hurt
It personified the real image of this art
And I cannot runaway from that fact
And the truth is, what I really hate is me for pushing that someone away
And no matter what I do and no matter what I say
I cannot bring that someone back again