I love the way you smile, joyous and bright

You hate the way I laugh, it causes you pain

I love the way you talk endlessly about nothing

You hate the way I dream about pointless things

I love the way you lie, it’s as if this is a game

You hate the way I still wait for you, even when the sun has set

I love the way you pretend to care about me

You hate the way I always forgive you

I love the way you forgot about me

You hate the way I accepted it

I love the way how the scars glisten in the sunlight

You hate the way I stare at the mounds of bright red, entrapped in their glow

I love the way how they line my arms like beautiful vines

You hate the way I look at them, like they are my only source of comfort

I love the way I’m all alone now

You hate what I’ve become

I love you

You hate me