Loving you was like breathing; natural, calming, beautiful.
But hating you takes the energy of the ocean,
crashing to shore like your words on my heart,
taking bits of sand and my soul out to sea where the monsters breath.
But you swore to hold me like the sky holds the sun,
yet you dropped me to earth like the stars who gave up illuminating the dark.
Like the stars who gave up and cascaded to our feet,
creating holes where they had no business being.
You created those same dents in my soul without question as to who may see it.
Yet you once looked at me like the sun rose and fell with me each day,
ensuring your light in this dark, treacherous place.
K.Miller (Hating You)