I love the way
Your eyes light up
When you talk
About writing.
I love the way
You love life.
I love the way
You want everything.
But most importantly,
I hate that
Those beautiful eyes
Have seen so much pain
And darkness.
I hate that
There are times
You wish to be
Someone else.
I hate that
You are so insecure
In your writing.
Most of all,
I hate that
I love all these
Things about you.