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a lot of my poems
are about hate
and they often include the phrase
"i hate (insert noun here)"
but i mean it
i really hate
this distance
where you're gone all the time
and all i do is think about you
all day
never sure if it's making things better or worse
easier or harder
the discomfort
of knowing i won't see you again today
is almost unbearable
the aimless wandering
the hope that you'll show up
the disappointment when you never do
if this weren't you we're talking about
i don't think i could take it