i love her

i love everything about her

i swear instead of blood what runs through her veins is liquefied gold

shes like the stars to me

some nights i don't pay much  attention to them

but to live without them would be unbearable

yet here i am

living without the star’s

i don't understand how someone could be so selfish to not let you love them

how could you choose to be alone?

so now i'm alone

or im inlove with someone who wants to be alone

or would rather be alone than be with me

i reread our old messages

the ones where i thought you could possibly love me

“im sorry for whatever i did”

“ill do whatever u want”

i hate her

i hate everything about how her

i hate her perfect smile and her hazel eyes

i hate how great her name sounds when i say it

i hate the way i love her so much and she doesn't understand

i hate the way i always think about her even though i hate her

i hate how her voice is the closest thing i know to angelic

i hate how i’ll let her use me because thats the only way we  talk anymore

i hate how her faults are in plain sight yet i still compare her to stars

i hate how shes unbearable to live without

just like the stars

i can see why drug addicts have trouble breaking habits

when she calls

i run to her

to her i'm just a blunt

but to me

just a glimpse of her is all the narcotics NYPD can hold

i love her

i hate her

i don't think ill ever stop

i dont see how i could ever live without the stars