Love and Hate

I hate what you've done to me; sometimes anyway,
I hate to use such a word as hate,
But you've left me with no option,
I'm in such a state.

You've made me love you,
You've left me no option,
You've left me with nothing,
Nothing is left but love.

No foul taste,
No kisses accused of theft,
No stone has been left unturned,
Love is all that you left.

You've made life so beautiful,
When I was content with pain,
You've made the nightmare disappear,
You've destroyed all I was.

And now I don't know which way is up,
Although I do,
I doubt that I don't,
Today I finally lost myself.

I sit at your door,
Laid bare, naked but together,
So, please don't love me; or should I say,
Please don't fool me.

I sit here just feeling,
Not knowing if I am alone,
I have no thing to use as a bar,
To calibrate this heart.

To all of you who have awoken from a slumber so deep, so insular, so you, so me, so human, you know who you are.