I trust you, if I don’t think about the betrayal; I curse you when I do
I want you, if I ignore the times you didn’t listen; I avoid you when I remember
I need you, if I don’t recall the pain and embarrassment; I hate you when I relive it
I love you, if I over look when you threw me under the bus; I loathe you when I count the times

I forgive you, when I forget; but miss you when I don’t