And I Hate Him

Dose he know how he still makes me feel?
When I am alone with just my thoughts.

My heart still races.
It still pounds in my ears.
I still lick my lips

Wishing to taste his there.
I still remember how it felt,
With his hands on me...
On my hands, my heart, my legs, my chest.

I still think about how it felt
I have to shake my self
To try and get those thought out of my head.

But they don't leave

I take deep breaths like I did with him.
I remember the wait of his body on mine
Forcing th air out of my lungs,
My fingertips went numb.

And I hate him.

I can't let him go.
No-one ever made me feel like he did.
The Anger, the Love, Ecstasy, and Pain
All at once

My emotions a whirlwind
My head in a fog
Now I think about him new emotions enter
Longing and Hate

I wish I could forget him,
But my nerves fail me.
My skin prickles and my hair stands on end

My lips tingle wishing for his.
I feel dead now,

But it's all physical

Isn't it?
Or is this love?
The Hate of Loving him
The Love of Hating him

I feel cold
But I now my skin is hot
Like a sickness that makes my stomach clench.

My mind becomes numb and
I wipe my eyes in anguish.
My chest rises and falls at a steady pace
Falling asleep is so difficult now

And I hate him.