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I Love You Like I Hate You
I love you when we slow dance in the kitchen
Using the pale moonlight flooding through the window
To guide us
When you laugh so hard at my terrible jokes
That tears fall from your eyes
I love the sugary pink things you say
But now I can’t help but notice
The crude green acid dripping from your lips
After every time you speak
You’re cold and bitter but somehow
Warm and welcoming
You only speak in lies but the lies are so very lovely
That maybe...maybe it’s okay
What have you done to me?
You glamoured me from the world
Made me blind to the truth
Turned the bad to good
And never let me see it
The love you fed me turned to poison
And the poison turned to an antidote
And the antidote turned to…
Nothing...nothing at all
I love you
And I can’t bring myself to leave
Not when the memories of us
Laughing and slow dancing lingers in my mind
And so I will adore you loudly
And hate you quietly
I love you
I hate you
I love you like I hate you

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I wrote this for my creative writing class and will use this one for our peotry slam. This is a POV peom taking the persepective of someone stuck in a toxic relationship. None of this has happened to me personaly, everything is stuff I've made up and seen somewhere else.