a poem capturing the paradoxical emotions of combined love and hate for a particlular individual.
I hope you don't think that I'm thinking of you,
you're quite the last thing on my mind.
I hope you don't think what I told you was true,
I'd never be that kind.
I hope you now know that you're nothing to me,
you never have been nor never will,
and I hope you can see that in two years, or three,
I would despise you still.
I hope you don't think that I need you to live,
You're hardly as crucial as air,
And I hope that you know that if you were to go,
I honestly would not care.
I hope that one day you'll move on in your life,
and I hope that one day you will wed,
but truly, today, I can quite safely say
That I really wish you would drop dead.
I hope you don't think that when I look at you
that I'm filled with remorse and regret,
And I hope you don't think that the memories are dear
I'd truly much rather forget.
And I want you to know that the photo I took
yeah that one of us at the zoo,
I chucked it away when I found it today
I'll dispose of the other ones too.
I wish I could prove you mean nothing to me
I wish I could shrink your big head
I hate you right now, I despise you right now
You're a lyar, meant nothing you said.
I hope you don't think that I'm fearing the day
when this will all come to an end
I've completely no fear to be honest my dear
You're hardly a valuable friend.
I hope you can't see what your doing to me
I hope you can't see all my pain
I hope you can't see that my eyes fill for you
and the tears keep on falling like rain....
I hope that you know that I feel I've been blessed
that you never took me as your wife
But you should know too, just before I'm quite through
I will love you the rest of my life.
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