I tell myself I hate you
The way you talk
the way you walk
the way you sing and smile and dance
I hate it all.
I hate the way you run through my head
in the little moments
throughout the day
it’s so intrusive!
What did I do
to deserve this?
to deserve to
sit next to you
and watch you dance
and sing
and smile
in that way that you do
I don’t have a clue.
I’d wish you’d disappear--
if I didn’t know I’d miss you.
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