do you drown yourself in poetry
to compensate for your misery

do you hide your feelings in verses
because you can't be with that person

do you constantly use metaphors
because you don't know what the truth is for

do you purposely stay miles away
to stay away from the pain that waits

yes, i hate you
i hate the way you
make me write poems
about the way your smile
curves up nicely
on the sides of your lips
i hate the way my pointless verses
describe the way your laugh
is my blissful melody
i hate how you keep me up at night
replaying memories of how
at one point
i was the center of your attention
i hate how you make me jealous
how you force me to see you happy
and it's not because of me
i hate how i'm selfish, in need,
close to insanity
i hate you
oh yes, i hate you

how do you sleep at night
and run around my mind
at the same time

i stare at the sky
and i start tracing wishes
they form lines
and they all lead to you

my heart beats
in sync with the lullaby
and this sweet tone
is about you

and in that moment
i truly understood
the "good"
in goodnight

even the rain can do good things
just as much as the sun can cause destruction

even the pain can teach lessons
just as much as happiness breaks a person

I wish I could take back
some of my hellos
because I despise the pain
brought by goodbyes

I have trouble closing my eyes
Looking for a song that seems right
Because you're the reason why
I still play sad songs at night

Back when everything made sense
Before everything was in shreds
From a beginning to an end
Sad to think we're less than friends

With you there's so much to miss
What should've been a life of bliss
The things I regret don't fit on a list
These lines are here cause you exist

I pretend these mistakes don't matter
I pretend they're hidden in the gutter
I thought I could be happier
Turns out I'm a professional liar

I don't write to flatter you
I don't write to give you something to be proud of

I wasn't made to please you

I can love you as much as I want
But in the end, it's not my decision
whether or not you feel the same way

I write to inform
I write to let you know that there is someone who cares for you
There is someone who adores even the way you laugh at pointless things
There is someone who knows you're important despite your constant self loathing
There is someone who cares without demand

I don't demand that you love me back
Because I love you enough to let you go if you have to