I hate you for not loving me enough
to not let me go.
I hate you for all the times
you let me slip by in indifference.
For all the times you didn’t
fight for my love.
For all the times
you said what will be, will be.
For all the times you said
no one could love me more than you,
because you never showed me
but only said the words
that dropped from your lips
like dried flower petals
crumbled with lost love,
that once were fresh with dew.
You go through the motions
with no substance of feeling.
You are as cold as ice,
numb with emptiness.
I hate you
for all the love I gave to you
that was taken for granted.
For all the words meant with sincerity
that were taken for the lies you told me.
I hate you only because I loved you,
and you let my colors fade.