Silence.

I hate being mad at someone who doesn’t even think of me.

I hate that I still dream about you.

I hate that I’m not over you.

And I despise you.

I hate that you were the only one we ever saw a future with.

I hate how no one else even comes close.

And I despise you.

I hate our fear of abandonment.

I hate this hollow loneliness.

I hate that I still miss you.

And I fucking despise you.

I hate that I want you to be happy.

I hate that you healed,

that you became someone better

but never for me

I hate that your future is bright, and I’m not in it.

But most of all

I despise you.

#PoemReview

#CuratorReview

#Featurethis