Always and never {{thoughts of him, the one who broke it}}

Its almost like you have a hold,
some kind of grip upon my heart,
that makes me hate you,
makes me love you,
but never makes me indifferent.
With you its never an in between,
but always a one side or the other feeling,
a sort or Dr.Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
That somehow seeks no alibi.
One day i will be fine without you,
yet the next my world seems empty cuz i need you.
Some nights i do still cry myself to sleep,
some nights i laugh about it all.
There are the moments when i think
Its just the happiness i miss.
The the other times its when i know
Its your charm,your wit, just you.
This feeling isn't love,and yet at the same time,
Its everything love stands for.
It seems to be the very definition
of hate, hurt, pain, and torture.
This feeling is not a roller coaster.
But rather like a scale
that never once will stand in balance
yet is instead always out of wack.
If you could just leave me alone
and let me get on with my life
Maybe it would balance out
but with you the truth becomes a lie
and yet a lie seems to hold the truth.