Love and hate

He loves me is what i thought me thinking we will never part
from all the gifts to all the songs it gave me the reason to write this poem
its good where split
but its bad cause the fire i have for him is still lit
reading all his lying \'i love yous\"
to all my lying \"i hate you\"
when deep inside of me hes there
love was so deep i couldnt bare
now when i see him all i do is stare
thinking life isnt fair
believing lys back in fourth led me to hang on a lem
i hate him!
but yet, i love him...