I might just hate you.
But not for not loving me back and not being there when I need you the most.
No..
I might just hate you.
Not for the hideous heavy bags I got under my eyes and pale skin from sleepless nights. Just thinking...Thinking...Thinking..about you.
I might just hate you.
Not for loving her..sigh when you were all I ever wanted.
No.
I might just hate myself for these things.

But...
I accept it.
I was like a man stranded in the desert with lukewarm water.
I thought you were my Oasis.
Which is why I might just have to hate you.
Because i realized you were just a mirage.
And sand is in my mouth.

                                                                                          

                                                                                                     ~ Paige' Stewart