i hate the way you say my name.

i hate the way i shiver under your presence.

or the way my nails quickly find their way to my teeth when you’re in sight.

i hate the way i lose myself inside your majestic beauty.

i hate the way i stay up all night, reliving moments we shared.

or the way i let our momentary sceneries put me to sleep when nothing else did.

you’re my favorite poison, i indulge on everyday .

beneath depths of agony, you always seem to be my pain reliever.

with my life being pleasant, unpleasant or neither, you still invade my head space all day and night long .

I hate the way I let you reside in my heart, not that I would’ve had the power and might to stop you entirely, but i hate the way I didn’t even try.

I hate the way you’re always the first conviction whenever i’m holding pen and paper.

I hate the way my heart bleeds for you.

regardless of my uncontrollable emotions towards you,

i’d rather not have you not with me

i’d rather walk away.

i’d rather have you not receive love, love not even enough to love its owner.

but however I am willing to love you,

like selenophiles love the moon,

the distance between us would never make these feelings fade

and I do however hope that this is the last time;

inks meets paper because of you .