Today I noticed that I think of you more than I realized.
You have managed to directly affect me to the core.
I feel guilty,wrong
Whenever I look back on a childhood memory
With fondness, just because,
You were in them.
You had no right to make me happy and sad all at once that way.
I learned so much from and lost even more to
I should hate you, for the blood soaked night mares. For the coroner and funeral preparer
Who couldn’t put her together
Like an egg fallen from a wall.
For the uncontrollable anger
And the trust issues.
I do hate you.
For flashlight tag
For jumping contests on the trampoline.
For card games and dominos.
For making me hate the things that made me happy.
The more I hate you the harder it is to make you disappear. So I suffer through it because I owe it to her. I hate you for her. She never liked dominos anyway. You always cheated.