You have done this to me.
And for this,
I hate you --
You have made me to lie down in filth;
You have kicked dust in my teeth,
You have shattered my bones
And scattered my people.
What have I done--
What could anyone do --
To deserve such
Hatred?
Only remember:
My fierce devotion
Is not swayed by your mocking
My mortality --
Your loathing is merely
Mirrored back to you
In the hallowed blue light
Of your shallow, temporal love.
Your love is hate to me.
And so,
I hate you back.
And yet,
Seeing the burnt ember of embrace
In the ashes of our moment,
I am warmed, and
Made whole,
And scooped up from the scarred earth;
Gathered up
And held,
And then
I am i
And i remember the promises you made
And i am left alone with you,
And the sobs
That break my ribs
Are because,
After all this hate,
You still love me,
And
(the more fool) i
Love
You.
--Mr. Gobley
1 comment:
As usual, you move me... Thank you so much.
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