I hate you
I hate that everything I write
Can claim your name
I hate that as I type this
I can smell your perfume
On my favorite hoodie
I can still see us
In every broken mirror I pass
And even if I locked myself away
In a cold dark room
I would still be able to see
By the light in your eyes
That I remember
All too well

But what I hate you for the most
Is that you can drag me through hell
Twice
And I will still come
Crawling
Back
To
You
(MTH 2/2/2014 7:18pm)