I Hate That
I walked outside my house.
Into the driveway
And thought
"You were just there yesterday,"
A few hours back.
I was having the best time ever with you.
But now I realize its gone.
And I hate it.
I hate that I won't see you tomorrow
The same as today.
I hate that I'm crying when I should be excited.
I hate that you probably don't think I'm telling the truth.
But I am.
Becaudse you're the best thing that's ever happened to me.
And I love that.
And yet, it hurts to know that I won't see you again
For a while.
I hate that strong spurce of emotions.
But I love that I can feel them again.
I really do.
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