I hate that I miss you
I hate that when I don't hear from you, I wish to
I hate it's never right or wrong, that keeps me anxious whilst I atone
Waiting for you to call
Or at least text, Hello
I write when I'm lonely
You cry when you're alone
I'm married to my phone
It's you I want
Urges, akin to a drug
I can't submit, premeditated sin
You quote Rumi
I'll cite Yeats
The insinuation's thick
I'm saving memes to send
Some to make you laugh
Some to make you smile
Some to make you think
Till then I'll grit my teeth
They'll only part to pray
They'll only part to smile
Only part to kiss

You start as a passing thought
Then become an idea
That my delusions support
Now I'm convinced,
Determined to move forward
These 5 stages lead to sin
God doesn't punish intent

I hate your cup
You place your lips on the cup where mine should be
I hate your clothes
They hug your skin, absorb your scent
I hate your mirror
It beholds the joys my eyes would see
I hate your bed
It bears the weight for which my arms gained strength
I hate your tears
They stroke your cheek and kiss your neck
I hate your dreams
That's where you have all the things that I can't give
As I allow this hate to spread
I don't hate him
He was never on my list
Whoever he may be, or is
If it's him you're with
I'll cast my head up, close my eyes
So I'll feel the warmth and not be blind
The you I loved, is the you I left behind