Poem # 161 Things I Hate About You

I hate the way you make me feel, your pepper grey beard and hair,

I hate the fact that you do not care, I hate that you are not near;

I hate your long and scrawny fingers, I hate your booming magnetic voice,

I hate my urge to know your day, missing the single words that are your choice;

I hate our matching collection of books, and the way you read my mind,

I hate your strong and broad shoulders, I hate your towering height,

I hate how you championed me, when I needed that friend by my side;

I hate feeling safe and secure, when you were in my stride;

I hate you so much it makes me sick, I hate that you are not mine;

I hate how I am still yours, while you live your blissful life;

I hate that our likes and dumb quirks match, that you love traveling, swimming & beaches too,

I hate that I seem too complex, to the simple man in you;

I hate it that you made me laugh, I hate it more that you made me cry,

I hate how you think you are always right, I hate it when you are awry;

I hate your stubborn mammoth ego, and the fact that you didn't text or call,
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you, Not even close, Not even a little bit, Not even at all…