I Hate You...

I write to you these lines only to say to you that I hate you,
Something that I had never felt, but now if I say it,
I hate you, for deceiving myself with your words and your look,
That damned look, which burns me and crosses my body,
I hate you because I fell in love with you,
But more I Hate You because really I never had you,
I hate you because you made me dream
And I hate You for having the full arms,
While mine are emptinesses,
I hate you for making myself believe that my lips
would satisfy your thirst,
When already they were satisfied,
I hate you, but more I hate myself,
For dreaming with a happy end,
Something that in my life is never going to exist,
I hate you for making myself feel Hatred,
Something that before from you I never felt...

Diana Sanz
05/25/2004