Confused

~A poem ~

I hated him at first;
I hated him with a passion.
He made me angry
He made me mad
he made me twist my heart.

Then my hatred grew to liking;
My liking grew to crush;
I studied his face
His eyes
His smile
Until I memorized his whole.

He knew I existed
He knew I was there
He even knew I loved him
Though his return was no affair.

I showed my signs
And waited for his-
Sometimes our hands would brush
And I felt the lightning of my crush
And his eyes would meet mine
Playing.

He would smile and laugh
And it felt so...right
To be there with him and cherish.
But other days he'd look at me
Like I was some kind of vermin,
And leave me lying in the dust
Dead.

I still don't know
If he has feelings for me or not.
I just know that I still love him,
My heart still beating for his.

Reviews

[sarah]

oh gosh! do I adore this poem! I can relate 100% really this is amazing the feeling can be seen so clear

[Im His Daughter]

gut instinct is never wrong.. Once a jerk always a jerk! Great poem! I call it Godtuition!

[Dark Aeris]

I loved the parallelism used in the poem. ^_^
Good poem!