I think of you in anger.

Some days,

I think of the way you yelled

And called me mean names.

I think of you in sadness.

Some days,

I think of the way you held me

And kissed away my pain.

I think of you in happiness.

Some days,

I think of the way you loved me

And laughed with me the same.

I think of you in regret.

Some days,

I think of how you sacrificed for me

And I threw it all away.

I think of our futures together

That we dreamed of and shaped,

Before selfish, jealous actions

Threw it all away.

No matter how I think of you

Some days,

I think of you all the same.