Him and that guy too

I hate how I can't have 'you'
I hate how empty I feel
I hate how it feels like the walls swallow me
I hate how the shadows hide me
I hate how I don't even care
I hate that I can actually hate


I love the laugh of children
Even though it reminds me of the fact I can't laugh like that
Anymore
I love you
Even though you are so far away
I love pain, it reminds me that I'm still alive
I love music for drowning my screams, and fill my head
With something else than chaotic thoughts
I love forgetting
I love remembering
I love him and her, and that guy too
They hold my lips above water
They help me breath.
I love
This, that and those guys.

I hate this poem too.