I hate you
loathe you
and at the same instant
want you
more than everything

you are a whirlwind
that sweeps me up
and then vanishes
leaving a trace
of your memory
to taunt me

I can't stand this
your torturous ways
of playing my mind
like a piano concerto
and leaving in the middle

you know I adore you
I've told you before
and still you ignore me
like I was a dream
you let go of

I want to be free
of your eyes and smile
but I keep returning
only to be passed over
again

03/26/2003

Posted on 03/27/2003
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