I don’t love you,
Neither do I want anything to do with your life,
But whenever my mind is unimpeded,
and it carelessly wanders in some cosmic gleed,
Your thought casually comes across and I am unsure why?
And when I repose,
the shade of your infectious smile,
unceremoniously visits me,
and though it is a miscreant,
I gravel why they are so hard to bide.
I don’t want you,
Nor I have any space left in my heart for you to reside,
Yet when I don’t hear from you,
I yearn restlessly,
wonder why I am unable to put your thoughts aside,
And when you decide to appear wearing that wry smile,
imploding strife rejections to every thought I rely upon,
puzzled why I surrender against my wish to your implausible chide.
I detest you,
I despise every…
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