In the quiet of the night, I wrestle with my heart,Half of me adores you, the other tears apart.Your smile, a beacon that once guided me home,Now a reminder of the pain I navigate alone.Our laughter once filled the air with endless delight,But now echoes with the weight of our silent fights.How can love and hate share the same tender space,In this tumultuous dance, we both must face?I see your eyes, once a comforting embrace,Now they mirror my turmoil, a stark, cold place.Yet still, I find a part of me longs for your touch,Conflicted by emotions that hurt so much.In a world of contradictions, I stand torn,A heart divided, yearning for what it has sworn.To love and hate in the same breath, a cruel art,As I grapple with the feelings that tear me apart.