I hate

Oh how I hate

I hate yearning for titbits

Empty crumbs of sweet


Dancing over resigned despair

Yearning always

For her to be there


I hate

That when she comes

My sorry sighs continue

Her presence

Mighty and Potent

Does little to ease

The ache

Of unrequited

Unfettered hate

She loves me

I hate

How I don't care

How meaningless

Becomes my despair

And how I whine

Through sulky air

Because she holds

My heart

Laid bare

And every time she leaves

It seems to tremble

Ache and tear

I hate who I am

When she's not there