i hate the choices,

that took down walls,

and taught me how to feel,

hate those ones,

that put you there,

and made the dance so real,

hate the wind,

that shifted course,

and clipped the wings of doves,

hate the day,

with all my mind,

i knew i fell in love.

but what i hate,

most of all,

and will never understand,

is how you can teach,

my heart to love,

then break it,

in your hand.