I. I hate you for reaching out when age drew the line,
At seventeen, you messaged, I, fourteen, confined.
II. I hate you for the popularity you found,
Every girl in our school, in admiration bound.
III. I hate you for keeping the connection alive,
Though I was so young, and you, so much senior to thrive.
IV. I hate you for mocking the girls in my grade with disdain,
Exploiting them, like puppets in a bitter game.
V. I hate you for persistently reaching out,
Manipulating my innocence, without a doubt.
VI. I hate you for the comfort found in your embrace,
Yet, you sexualized it, a darkened space.
VII. I hate you for six years of constant thought,
In the silence of nights, your memory sought
VIII. I hate you for the absence of contact in years,
Driving by your old home, evoking old fears.
IX. I hate you for being with a woman so unlike me,
A bitter contrast, a twist of destiny.
X. I hate you for every tear that I've shed,
For the panic, the dreams, a tangled thread.
XI. I hate you for not knowing the pain I bear,
For being unaware of the burdens I wear.
XII. I hate you for invading my dreams at night,
In which we are together and where there is light.
XIII. I hate you for my heart that still beats for you,
Clinging to a love that time can't undo.
XIV. I hate you for being my first love, so true,
For the hope that one day, our story will continue
XV. I hate you for being a part of each thought,
For not hating you, no matter what you wrought.
All rights belong to its author. It was published on e-Stories.org by demand of Amelie Inge.
Published on e-Stories.org on 17.01.2024.
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