Past memories

writen by my friend

I still remember the night when I shut you out
There was an anger inside, I really wander to short
But instead I kept it in, I just bottled it up
It was so close to coming out, runner over my cup

I could say I want to hate you, but that would be a lie
Every time I think about you, I feel a sudden urge to cry
And every time I like you, I end up hurting more
This pain and this hurt go straight down to my core

So I’d much rather hate you and you ask “Why”
Even though its really hard, I just have to try
Sometimes I try and I don’t feel half as bad
It would hurt me a lot more if you actually looked sad

From what I can tell you look happier this way
Even thou that’s not what my friends say
Im so confused and sometimes I feel alone
Then John calls and we talk on the phone

And even though we don’t talk about you
It makes me feel better to hear John’s view
Then we stop talking and I just fall apart
And the heavy, dark feeling comes back into my Heart

I try to convince myself that the hate for you is true
But I always end up asking, “Why do I love you”

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