Love, Hate

I think we've all been here a time or two.

Some days I hate you.

And I can't stand you.

Some days I love you.

And I miss you.

Some days I dream of seeing you cry.

And inside I smile.

Some days I long to hold you.

And inside I crack a little more.

Most days are a little of both.

I want to see you hurt.

I want to see you smile.

I want to see you fall.

I want to put you on a pedestal.

My ever-changing mind-f**k.

Reviews

[Crinkle°]

yes: very close feelings, love and hate... I know.