Waking hours
hours and hours of my time
I spent studying you
I knew your past, your present,
and god do I want your future.
You're right in the palm of my hand
but all the time spent hating you
I had no idea
that your place in my heart
was not one
of hate but of love
because if I had to understand you
I had to love you
like you loved yourself
and with that understanding
came the price of my heart.