Loving to Hate You
Our eyes had met from far away
I knew right then that you were gay.
The morning of that beautiful day
I wanted you to just stay away.
Who knew that sometime soon
I would kick your ass, sometime mid-noon.
It was for you my heart would swoon.
Every time you escaped your doom.
I did not notice a thing at first
Until that day by veins did burst.
But it was your absence I always cursed
For it was your humiliation I had always nursed.
Your smile so bright you did not see
You had walked right into a tree.
How these feelings came to be
All I know is that it is hate from me.
You were different from all the rest
You were the one I loved to jest.
Because of you I passed my test
You've always been my favorite pest.
Your laughter fills my very core
Your laughter makes me hate you more.
You have opened up that tightened door
It hit you and your face was sore.
You became a part of my every day
You were the game I loved to play.
I'd turn my head to you and say
A sarcastic "Have a nice day."
You're not like the other guys;
for you are far and much too nice.
There's nothing in you I can despise
Except that pathetic look in your eyes.
As time passed by my heart grew weak
You did always seem to really reek.
I feared my secret would somehow leak
I did put poison in your drink.
You had tamed me, I don't know how
But for that the Grim Reaper will take you now.
But I promised myself a vow.
Someday to me you'd somehow bow.
These feelings are mine—and no one else's
I'll guard this secret behind black fences.
I'll let you know when time suggests it
But to myself, I will admit it.
I feel love for you, that much I know
I love looking down on you below.
But until then, you cannot know.
Is that I am your secret foe.
Done reading the whole poem? Now, try reading just the odd lines (line 1, 3, 5, etc). )