Hateful Love

the lungs are taking their last breath and no one notices the panting
the heart beats in rhythmic tunes and no one acknowledges its talent
the friend is heartbroken in a corner and everyone passes in laughter
the love is my heart is firey red but you still cant feel the burn
the voice in you is music to me but you hate the way it sounds
the spider webs inside your soul are visable but you clean right over them
the life in your luscious lips are sweet like candy when your selling them i buy them all
but in the mists or all the things i love and hate that you do on a daily bases
the love i have for you is noticable but you dont seem to care