Gone and Here

by demib

Published March 28, 2012

In Poetry Folder

I miss you when your gone,
I miss you when your here.

I love you when you gone,
I love you when your here.

I hate you when your gone,
I hate you when your here.

When your gone,
I miss your face.

When your gone,
I miss our love.

When your gone,
I hate the fact that you can't come back.

When your here,
It all comes together in a clash of hope and anger.

I miss you.

I love you.

I hate you.

I need you here.

But I can't have you here.
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