I love you, because you gave me life. I hate you because you took so much of it away.
I love you for giving me hugs, and holding me tight. I hate you for the physical rage.
I love you for making me who I am. I hate you for leaving parts out.
I love you for loving my mother. I hate you for making her doubt.
I love you for your smiles, they made everything okay. I hate you for taking those smiles away.
I love you for the protector you were. I hate you for the fear we felt on some days.
I love you because you knew everything. I hate you because you knew nothing about me.
I love you because you worked hard. I hate you because you spent it on your wants and needs.
I love you for showing me the world, good and bad. I hate you because you hated it.
I love you for being the best grandpa ever. I hate you because it wasn’t me, was it?
I love you for fighting so long and so hard. I hate you because now you are gone.
I love you for the memories, lessons and love. I hate myself for hating you so long.
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J. Delaney-Howe
Bipolar poet. Father. Grandfather. Husband. Gay man. I write poetry, prose, some fiction and a good bit about family. Thank you for stopping by.
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