I'll never
Want anything
More
Because wanting
Leads to hurting
The healing process
Is me just
Ignoring the
Tug in my chest
The process
Ensures I
Act carelessly
Toward you
Never Look
Into your
Browns eyes
And
Always
Tell myself
I hate you
Even through
The whispers
Of love that
My heart
Sends to
my ears.

I Hate You


*I Love You.