H[a]+e 2 L[o]Ve Y[o]U

The coldness in your eyes
is embedded now in mine
the anger you once felt
I feel it all the time

when I glance at your picture
when someone says your name
my tender heart beats faster
but the feelings not the same

when I think of all the years wasted
and my time wasted on you
all the things we did
and all we never got to do

every lie you told me
all the ones that I believed
the way I let you play me
and how you wouldn't let me leave

my blood tends to boil
feel as though the anger will over spill
I hate you and yet i hate the fact
that in a way I love you still