Oh, you!

I hate how my mood is influenced by yours
I hate how I know this is all 'cause I give a damned care about you
I hate how volatile I have become to you
I hate how I am utterly exposed internally
I hate how you possess the power over me
I hate how unsteady I get knowing how you weren't even mad at me
Yet I felt abandoned and wounded.

Why, why, oh why
Do I feel this kind of pain
For I always inform my heart
With what is reality and fantasy
For I know you are a sweetheart
and a good companion and
Yet why do I feel despair and frustration?

A lunatic who believes in love
I am not
nor am I willing
To admit that even if I
Were to die tomorrow
For I resolve best to ignoring
And despising you
For today, just.

Author's Note

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