Why Do I Love You.

March 3, 2011
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I hate the way you look at me.
I hate the way you glance.
I hate the way you turn around
And ask me if I want to dance.
It hurts to see you talking with her.
It hurts when she makes you smile.
I hate the way I'm in the back of everything.
Back of your mind,
Your thoughts,
Your cares.
It hurts
When you rollerblade by my house
and hold my hand at night.
I hate that you're with her
and that I have to act like I could
Care. Less.
Life has disappointments.
Well yeah,
But it's different when your life IS one.
I hate your sweet smile
and the way you do your hair.
But what I hate most of all
Is how I actually care.

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shapeshifter56 said...
Jun. 21, 2011 at 9:53 pm
Oops. When I said wonder I really meant wonderful.
shapeshifter56 said...
Jun. 21, 2011 at 9:52 pm
I have read a lot of your poems, and you are truly a brilliant writer. This poem is wonder, sad, and so true!
MayaJun3 replied...
Jun. 21, 2011 at 9:55 pm
You're too kind! I love that somone is getting something out of what I'm writing! 
InPurpleInk said...
Jun. 18, 2011 at 3:38 pm
I like the rhyming.  Kind of sad, but with a fast-paced flow and rhythm.  Nice job.
buggzbunnie said...
Mar. 30, 2011 at 9:06 pm
this piece touches me i could actually relate this your piece is the best so far
MayaJun3 replied...
Mar. 30, 2011 at 9:12 pm
Thanks so much. That means a lot to me.
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