Hate

I hate you

I don’t hate you

I wish I hated you

I hate that I don’t hate you

I hate that you put me in this position

I hate that I put myself in this position

I hate that you left

I hate that I didn’t

I hate the silence

I hate the noise

I hate the shattered pieces

I hate the cuts that bleed

I hate the unknown

I hate the known

I hate the memories

I hate the nightmares

I hate so much hate….

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12 thoughts on “Hate

  1. Lavender says:

    I’m so sorry. Hugs ! I can relate to this so much. Just keep writing it all out. It will feel much better in the end. ❤

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  2. Henry says:

    How does such a love for my AP – the expansive, broad and deeply passionate and compassionate love that we shared – devolve into moments of hate (very much as you captured in this post)? I have never experienced such a thing. I had no idea that this, or at least the capability, was inside of me.

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