I wanted you to love me not to hate
Yet hatred is a motivation in a way
I knew I had to quit before the day
Would come and conquer suddenly the quiet bay
And so I lied and cried when left alone
And so I traded love for pleasure of success
And I deserved it when you said you’re gone
And no matter how much was hurt I ‘twas a bless
A bless of loneliness, of having a right to choose
A bless of making own way to gain and loose
A bless a person who’s in love will eagerly refuse
A bless I’ve longed for years to abuse.
I wanted you to love me not to hate
© Copyright: Виктория Костромская, 2006
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