Grouches of your Past Lover

I hate how your hair sways with the wind.

I hate how your eyes glow in my mind.

I hate how you curve your lips to smile.

I hate how your voice gives me warm.

I hate how you cause these stupid butterflies.

I hate how you made me feel like full-bloomed lilies.

I hate how your simple smile can turn my sorrows to bliss.

I hate how you made me feel so royal and breathless.

I hate the way you became my unending strength.

I hate the way you became my sole earth.

I hate the way you became my only light.

I hate the way you became my darkest part.

I hate the way you bid goodbye.

I hate the way you made me cry.

I hate the fact that you no longer need me.

I hate the fact that you no longer feel the way you felt for me.

I hate the way your memories torture me.

I hate the way you broke your promises with me.

I hate the way you closed your doors for me.

And I hate the way I wish for your happiness even not with me.

I hate the fact that I can't be your hope.

I hate the fact that I can't be your fate.

I hate the fact that I have of no use.

I hate the fact that I'm no longer your muse.

I hate that I can't beg for you.

I hate that I can't stay mad at you.

I hate that I don't hate you.

I hate that I still constantly loving you.

(Submitted as an output in Creative Writing Class. 

XOXO)