I’m so sorry –

I’m sorry you hate me so.

Whatever I did,

I really do not know.

 But your actions

do not speak of love –

only anger

from a heart grown tough.

 

You smile sweetly

and even begin a debate,

“Oh, I love you,” you say,

“I definitely don’t hate.”

 

From your lips ‘love’

comes out calculated and cool

and with your actions

you make me the pitiful fool.

 

How much venom

can one heart hold

before it shuts down

and is forever cold?

 

Hate and happiness

can’t coexist together –

like light and dark

they fight with each other.

 

For your sake,

please, please let it go.

I am so sorry,

sorry you hate me so.

© 2015 ck’s days

 

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