I loved the sound of your voice
Now, I hate how you manipulated me
I loved how I felt in your arms
Now, I hate that I let you on top of me
I loved when I always feel reassured
Now, I hate how you still think that I’m yours
I loved seeing my picture in your wallet
Now, I hate how you had no problem hurting me
I loved doing what I love with you
Now, I hate the imprint you left on my favorite things
I loved that we connected
Now, I hate how you treated and continue to treat my friends
I loved seeing you come to my performances
Now, I hate how you made me feel like I wasn’t enough
I loved how accepting your family was
Now, I hate that they didn’t see what you did
I loved planning a future with you
But, I hate how you took me for granted
Poetry
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Your use of italics and anaphora are really powerful in this piece. I also think the title is perfect. Great job!
this is great
I love the contrast in this poem and I especially like the title “Ripe to Rotten.” I would suggest giving us some imagery and scenes to really put us in this piece.