In the quiet of the night, my heart silently screams,
Torn between love and hate, caught in a paradoxical stream.
Your smile once a beacon, now a haunting ghost,
Memories of joy, now the pain I feel most.

Your words were once sweet, a melody in the air,
Now they cut like knives, a burden I can’t bear.
The love we once cherished, now wrapped in disdain,
The warmth of your touch, now a source of pain.

I hate the way you laugh, yet I miss it so,
In this twisted dance, I can’t let you go.
Your presence, a shadow, in every thought I trace,
A love-hate symphony, in this desolate space.

How do I reconcile, this love turned sour,
The moments we cherished, now lost in the hour?
My heart is a battlefield, where love and hate collide,
In this paradox of feelings, where do I reside?