I'm guessing you hate
how much I care.
How I've made you smile
and was always there.
The way you act
when I'm around.
You love me yet
you push me down.
I've been there to catch you
everytime you fall.
But I have a feeling
you don't want me there at all.
It all is fine.
I'll gladly walk away.
But everytime I do
you whisper for me to stay.
You loathe the way
I genuinely feel.
Happy all the time am I,
and how my life's a thrill.
You hate my guts
but love my heart.
You hold it in your hands,
don't break it apart.
I'm guessing you hate
all the things I do.
You probably hate this poem
I wrote for you.
Even through everything
I've done and said.
You hate the possibilty that
you might like me instead.
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This just has stuff in it that i write...its mostly emo-ish and retarded love-ish type poums...not exactly about anyone i know....and if u like what u read comment...not like anyone cares about my crappy writing...
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