I Don’t Mean the Words I Say

My feelings
Contradict with the words I speak
I hate you
Your innocence fools me
You are a great danger
Get away
Don’t smile at me
And say that its okay
You are a terrorist of love
I love you
You make me sick sometimes
You catch my vomit before it hits the ground
let it splatter
move away
wouldn’t want to get your hands dirty
you better step away
my feelings say so much
when I can’t even hold you
can’t you tell that I still love you?
It’s a lie
I still hate you.
And I miss you.
But I want you.
So I love you.
It makes me sick.


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