I love to hate you,
and hate to love you.

You have brought me joy, and pain,
smiles and sorrows.

Beginnings to ends,
Ends to beginnings.

Break-ups and ammends.

I don’t know much,
it’s easier if you knew.
You know me inside out,
I don’t know me at all.

I long to rid of you..
but when away I want you near.
Forecast looks drear, my dear..

You flow through my veins.
I cut away all the memories in vain that remain..
It’s too late however,
you twist bend within..
Like a black rotted plague.