I Hate Your Face

Hate is not a word I would like to associate with you.
Yet... What is it that I feel when you spit hateful words?
I know you mean them...
What emotion is written in every tear that spills in your name?
That horrible pit I swallow when I smile at you.
I want to love.
I try so hard, you know.
Lies run out my mouth to salve your ego.
Go ahead baby, spit more acid in my face.
I'll swallow it with a smile.
Oh god, love, how I hate you.