I hate you so much I can't stand to look at Your. Face. Your face, Those beautiful eyes I love. Honey brown, yet in the light They look green. You made me hate poetry. Your stupid attempts at it, And how I loved you for it So. Deeply. Poetry, I'm a poet. Writing a poem about you, oh how I love Poetry, when you're my muse. Oh how I hate how you made me Beg. Beg to be loved The same way I loved you. But, I love how you treat Your new girl.. The way I had, begged. You. Countless times to do. Because, at least someone gets to be Loved... Properly. By you.