I hate that I miss you,
Knowing it won’t return you to me.
But how can I help it?
Let me whisper you into my sacred pages.
You were the soul that guided me
farther than I believed I could go.
You loosened the smile I tried so hard to hide,
painted color into a world
I thought was only black and white.
You made me feel things
I was sure were never meant for me.
You felt like the missing piece—
one I didn’t know I was searching for.
But where are you now?
Why did you drift so far away?
Did I not hold you gently enough,
or was I simply too much to hold?
You could have said anything before you left.
Anything.
I wasn’t stopping you.
I wasn’t asking you to stay.
We weren’t even lovers
for me to beg you with that right.
I don’t despise you.
But—
I hate that you appeared
at the exact moment I was drowning.
I hate that you saw the parts of me
I thought no one ever would.
I hate that you awakened feelings
I didn’t know I could survive.
I hate that you showed me
what I had always wished for—
only to leave me knowing it.
I may forget you.
But my soul will remember,
for it struggled beside me
to believe the lie
that I didn’t fall in love with you.
Dec 15, 2025
Dec 15, 2025 at 8:51 PM UTC
I hate that I miss you,
Knowing it won’t return you to me.
But how can I help it?
Let me whisper you into my sacred pages.
You were the soul that guided me
farther than I believed I could go.
You loosened the smile I tried so hard to hide,
painted color into a world
I thought was only black and white.
You made me feel things
I was sure were never meant for me.
You felt like the missing piece—
one I didn’t know I was searching for.
But where are you now?
Why did you drift so far away?
Did I not hold you gently enough,
or was I simply too much to hold?
You could have said anything before you left.
Anything.
I wasn’t stopping you.
I wasn’t asking you to stay.
We weren’t even lovers
for me to beg you with that right.
I don’t despise you.
But—
I hate that you appeared
at the exact moment I was drowning.
I hate that you saw the parts of me
I thought no one ever would.
I hate that you awakened feelings
I didn’t know I could survive.
I hate that you showed me
what I had always wished for—
only to leave me knowing it.
I may forget you.
But my soul will remember,
for it struggled beside me
to believe the lie
that I didn’t fall in love with you.