I want to hate you

But I don’t

I want to love you

But I can’t

I want to be mad at you

But my heart won’t let me

I am mad.

Mad that I can’t hate you

Mad that I can’t love you,

And mad that you don’t love me

Angry at myself because

I’m so empathetic,

I can’t even punch my pillow

With my burning anger.

Why don’t you love me?

Why don’t I love you?