I hate to lose, it's true,
The thought alone makes me feel blue.
The sting of defeat, oh how it burns,
Leaves me with a heart that yearns.
Whether it's a game or a fight,
The feeling of loss just doesn't feel right.
My competitive nature kicks in,
I refuse to let the other team win.
But there's one loss that cuts me deep,
Leaves me awake in the night, unable to sleep.
It's not a game or a match,
But the loss of love, oh how it can detach.
I wake up in an empty bed,
In an empty room, my heart in shreds.
The silence echoes louder than before,
As I lie here alone, missing you more.
I'm seeing it all so clear,
The mistakes I made, the things I didn't hear.
I took your love for granted, I confess,
And now I'm left with emptiness.
I hate myself for losing you,
For not cherishing our love, so pure and true.
I should have fought harder, held on tight,
But now you're gone, and it doesn't feel right.
I miss your touch, your laughter, your smile,
I'd give anything just to see you for a while.
But I know it's too late, the damage is done,
And I hate myself for what I've become.
This is not the ending I wanted for us,
But I have to accept it, without making a fuss.
I'll move on, but I'll never forget,
The love we had, the memories we've kept.
So here I am, in this empty bed,
In this empty room, with a heart that bled.
I hate myself for losing you,
And I'll spend every day trying to undo.
Genre/Style: Confessional Poetry

Authorship by Dr. Dashaun Snipes
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®️ I Hate Myself For Losing You


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