I Love That I Hate You

I love to hate you

The simple toxicity of your scent

Pressed against my body

Engulfing me in fumes

Of hope and heartbreak

Knowing the loving whispers mean

Less than your presence,

Embalming me in a ghost

Of your existence

Not knowing if you are even here

So all my calls to you

For mere moments

Of physical pleasure

Are met with hollow silence

Falling in love

With secrets that

Have become me

Hope now sitting in

The stone of denial

Soaked under the waterfall of passion

Foaming with rage

Sending deep thoughts tumbling

down a perilous river

Wondering if it’s that I love to hate you

Or that I hate that I love you