Tuesday Night

It is Tuesday night and you have no one to talk to
You start to listen to music
When a song comes on that reminds you of "him"
Sometimes you feel like crying or you do cry
At some point you feel like you just want to hit him
Your mom says it is time to go to sleep, but you get in bed and you can't sleep
So you start thinking I hate him so much, but at the same time I love him
I used to think that would never happen to me
Now that it has I hate it
I wish I would have never met "him"
Then he would have never done that to me, but now I don't want him to go
I still love him