I dont hate you
I dont think I can anymore
dont trust your mind after 9pm but we never talk until then
dont trust your mouth at 3am
but I'm always awake then.

maybe I will wake up and hate you tomorrow again.
you said it's so much easier to deal with anger than disappointment
and yesterday I agreed
and I told you about how sometimes
I wish I had the strength to scream at you
until you were nothing more than blood.

I cant be angry anymore
not unless the pomegranate hits me back
but I can be disappointed.
you're a child too,
no matter how much you tell me
that I'm childish.