You break me down,
yet I crave your build.
You hurt my everything,
yet I want for your healing touch.
You stifle my strengths,
yet in your arms I am happy to be vulnerable.
You destroy my self-worth,
yet your gaze builds me up.
You lie and manipulate until my intuition is useless,
yet my trust for you has somehow remained.
I cannot speak to others about you without cruel and unforgiving words,
but when our eyes meet my thoughts dwell only on affection.
I hate you with my mind,
though my soul is always in love.