He loves me. He loves me with his hate.
Indifference would set him free.
I could not affect him to such rage.
He loves me. He loves me with his hate.
The opposite of love is not hate.
Hate is but a jealous branch
attached at the root of love.
He pretends he does not care, and in pretending…
cares more, hurts more,
loves to hate me more.
I own his brain through my mere existence.
I didn’t ask for it. I didn’t trick or trade for it.
He handed it to me— on his gold platter
of hate.
This is the power I never wanted.
I want to give it back…
I want to wrap it in love, attach wings, and watch it fly back
to his safe keeping.
But only he can salvage this power—
by digging to the root,
by carving out the pain,
by letting go
entirely.
He loves me. He loves me with his hate.
Tagged: artist Adam Howie, blogging, hate, journal entry, keep on dreaming even if it breaks your heart, love, love hate, power, who is John Galt, writing
Coco J. Ginger Says 
keep writing, every now and then something you write relates and I go off and write something myself 🙂
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really? amazing. well then I shall 😉
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Ginger, your posts are well written. Do you take your own photos? Please email me; I would love to ask some questions on how you set up your blog. adu0078@gmail.com
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I will for sure! Actually shoot me an email at cocojginger@gmail.com. Thank you! 😉
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so true
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“Loves me with his hate” I like this combination. Love and hate.
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Love the poem. Love the art.
Thank you for sharing it 🙂
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Thanks Aaryn:)
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Aryn*
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🙂
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i love it ! it’s brilliant
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:]
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Good read!! I loved it!
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Some the best works hit the truth. Mission accomplished.
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ha true, thanks 😉
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This defies a compliment it is so spot on perceptive. Wow!!! 10 stars, poet! 10 stars…
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AWWE thank you SO MUCH Charron. That makes me :).
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And you can’t stop thinking about him either it seems
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who is john galt
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I believe his hate is self-loathing because he lost a perfect friend.
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This is amazing. A root is so so so hard to dig up at times.
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Beautiful.
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Thank you for sharing this beautiful piece. =)
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It’s like you know me. Is it bad that I can identify with him?
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Not at all…you’re honest, there’s nothing better in this world then truth.
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Humans came up with math as we know it, but maybe this just goes to show we are born to strive for love. One can love to love, one can hate to love, one can love to hate, but to hate to hate is also love. My philosophy professor could probably take issue with that, but it still means something to me, or else it wouldn’t come to mind.
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Reblogged this on AraBelle!.
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Love it:
“He pretends he does not care, and in pretending…
cares more, hurts more,
loves to hate me more.”
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Very good – it strikes a chord! I’ve always thought that the opposite of love (and hate) is indifference. This is a very powerful poem.
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This really made me think; i can definitely relate. You have a truly beautiful writing style as well 🙂
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thank you thank you
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wow. just WOW. the first thing i thought of was all your thoughts and feelings as you were putting this altogether on paper/on the computer. i totally felt the power of your words. amazing stuff. please don’t ever stop writing. you truly have a gift. :o)
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Wow you are absolutley an amazing writer &’ a few of your pieces acutally not only relate to me but sound like a few of my own pieces.
Your amazing :3
-Lalalovley.<3
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I have felt this.. from someone before. Your words are strong, raw, beautiful. I loved it… ~Jen
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Indifference would set him free.
Nailed it Ms Coco.
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I completely agree Silly Whabbit! I wrote a piece on my site called, ‘I hate to love you’ where I write about hate being a mis-directed form of love. I think Coco Ginger is a beautiful writer, who, wrote this so well! I’m a fan! ~ Jen
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I can see that, but I believe that there is love and there is fear.
Hate, in my eyes stems from fear, which stems from not living in love.
I guess in a round about why we are saying the same thing.
I think Ms Coco sounds like an awakened soul with a kindred spirit to many (one)!
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Yes.. I just find so much strength and inspiration when a person writes like this. I do it too, so I know what goes into a poem of the heart..
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Wooww!!! I clicked on every link on goodreads that could lead me to you…the poem is so beautiful yet so raw..Amazing
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Thanks much. I’m glad you enjoyed!
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Wonderful poem, Coco. And you are so right. You don’t know until you’ve experienced it.
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Powerful read. Sadly, I could see this poem being written about me in a previous relationship.
What were the circumstances which inspired you to write this? I am curious.
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Wow, this is brilliant.
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Simply amazing!
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Reblogged this on Kingstonian Travels and commented:
Love is sometimes a bittersweet journey. Our sweetest desires can be the most potent poisons. Do you know the difference?
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intense poem, full of emotion and feeling
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This is beautifully sad! Awesome.
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This poem clearly resonates. You’ve displayed a remarkable insight into an aspect of the gender dialectic, and expressed it so eloquently. Well done!
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Very powerful!
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