hating me
is the mirror of me
reflecting
your unresolved
and possibly unexplored
emotional existence.
I am displaying
the billboard of you
that you reject
to first-person
intimately address.
I am somehow singing the song
you don’t want to hear.
I am acting out a theme
that is a point of contention
within you.
I hear you are giving me
a scramble of tumultuous lyrics
that I seem to be singing inharmoniously.
yet we are amazingly dynamic together
for the evolution of humankind
alive on the planet right now.
damn, how paradoxical
and yet humanly rewarding can this get?
hating me is not the opposite of love.
it just means I am way off key
but we are still dynamically harmonizing.
we are definitely in the songbook together.
but seriously, what page are you on? . . .
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