two words I wish I never knew.
oh, why'd I have to learn?
without these words,
the world might shake.
but, that's a risk I'd like to take.

two words I wish I never knew.
oh, why'd I have to learn?
please tell me why
I have to feel.
they are just words, they are not real.

two words I wish I never knew.
oh, why'd I have to learn?
love is one
and hate is two.
without these words, would you be you?

two words I wish I never knew.
oh, why'd I have to learn?
I promise you,
I'd feel the same
without a word, a phrase, a name.

two words I wish I never knew.
oh why'd I have to learn?
if there were no
love or hate,
would you still call us fate?

**two words I wish I never knew.
oh, why'd I have to learn?
without these words,
we could exist.
those two words would not be missed.

everytime I try to laugh,
I somehow cry, instead.
and yet,
in awful situations
when I should be crying,
for some reason,
I laugh.
how strange it is,
that such opposing things
can use up so much of the
same energy.
and my subconscious
can confuse reactions.
so, maybe,
just maybe,
that explains why
I laughed when
you left me.

poetry is just another way of crying

I don't write for you, anymore
I don't care if the way my sentences intertwine don't please you, anymore
you don't deserve to understand what I write, anymore
you don't get to question my decisions, anymore
there is no "us", anymore
you aren't you, anymore
after this poem, I don't write for you,
anymore.