I feel like I’m in a blender

Being mixed around and altered

I know how I should feel but it’s different from how I do.

We’re lovers, me and you.

I know that.

I want to hold you close and love you,

Tell you that you’re perfect.

When we argue I feel guilt

I’m not supposed to hurt you

I love you.

Other times I want to hit you

You make me angry and sad

Sometimes I just can’t stand you.

Your face

Your voice

The words you speak

Your actions

And your soul

It makes me want to scream.

You make me feel wrong

Is this how it is supposed to be?

I love you, I do

But I really truly hate you.

My lover, my enemy

The one who trapped me in this blender..