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You may have thought

I am made of steel.

My heart is.

My brain is.

You may have thought

I could cope.

I wouldn't mind.

I didn't love you enough.

But I think

You do this on purpose.

You try to hurt me.

You like to torture me.

But I don't know why.

Can't you just release me

from the jail I've been lately?

Can't you just get out of my heart?

Can you stop looking at me with triumph

And can you just kill the butterflies

I have been feeling anytime I see you?

I hate them,

I hate you.

I hate the feeling called love

And also pain.

I hate what you do to me,

I hate what I do myself.

I hate this.

Please, for once,

Stop being stubborn and end this.

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