Honey,

Nearly all of the hate in my heart is reserved for you.

I didn’t know I was capable of so much,

But love can be abused in an instant.

I was always capable of love.

And maybe,

There is less room for love in my heart now.

But it’s better off this way.

Keeping things close,

Tight,

With people that I trust.

My trust gets lost anyways.

All of the hate in my heart is for you.

Before you,

There was never much hate there to begin with.

Now I have so much that I don’t know what to do with myself.

I want to go breaking things,

Or punching walls,

But I’ve said this all too many times.

I should just shut up.