One Eye

The way you give me hard times, makes me run away further more..from your name, your ghost, your words and memories.. the way you make me wanna go away, makes me hate you, makes me miss you, makes me just love you even more. The way you make me angry and the way you make me cry, keeps you in my head and someway in my heart. It makes the flowers blossom as rivers run on my cheeks, but makes the green trees die. It reminds me of my favorite season, which makes me hate you for that makes me just love you as much as I love winter through one eye.
Complicated.

by Rania Moallem

phone format, ill edit when possible.
not a poem just fkxgkgzzs.