Just a poem

It’s not often as I wish it were, but every now and then I write poems. Here’s one I’ve written some time ago, but thought about a lot recently. No great poetry. Just my feelings.

And in case you can’t read my scrawl:

Love you – hate you – love you
do you or don’t you
need you to love me, too

Alive in your presence
if you see the essence
of me

Afraid to love you
I try to abuse you
to drive you away
but I want you to stay
with me

as close as you can
hold me tight
If you love me,
I’m alright.

by Lola
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