Love/hate
A poem by poet Allison Muncy
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I love when I’m sad
Because I know that being sad isn’t okay
But somehow, someway I will be okay
If it isn’t today I’ll be okay someday
And I’ll be so happy
Even if it lasts for a short while
I love when I hate myself
Because somebody has to
I love the taste of grapefruit
Even though it’s citrusy and burns my throat
The taste is tart but also sweet
It’s confusing
And I sort of hate it
I love depressing songs
And poems
That talk about things you aren’t supposed to
Like mental illness
Or hating yourself
I love gloomy days
I love when it rains
It makes me happy
The grey depressing skies
Sunny days make the black inside of me spread more
Gloomy days melt the sadness
I love the color black
Because there is so much depth
And meaning in the color
It fills the night
Covering every space it touches
And turning everything into silhouettes
It truly is a beautiful thing
Seeing someone in the dark and not being able to see anything but their features
I love the first day of winter
As much as someone who loves the first day of summer
The cold
The white beautiful, sparkling snow covering everything
Roofs, roads, grass
Wearing jeans instead of shorts
And long sleeves and hoodies
instead of short sleeves
Because I feel like closing myself up
Instead of opening
I love when an ending to a book or movie is open ended
Because you can decide the ending
Like if that character dies
Or if that couple stays together
I love when people are broken like me
Because our lives aren’t always perfect
You can’t hide all pain with a smile
I love the preparation instead of the end result
Like thinking of how long it took to paint or draw something
Instead of focusing on the details
I love looking for the metaphors of things
instead of letting them just exist
Like a bright pool in an intense scene could make the scene more peaceful
but maybe it’s just a pool
I love being and feeling alone
Because I can do whatever I want without anyone watching me
Like cry
Or comfortably have panic attacks
And watch stupid Netflix shows that might make me feel better
But love can’t exist without hate
I hate when people greet me with the biggest smile on their face
Because their happiness feels fake
I hate the colors pink, purple, and teal
The colors are too happy and cute
I don’t want to be like every other girl
I want to be different
I hate cheesy Hallmark movies
They’re too.. cheesy and happy
The plot is too predictable
I hate the sun
And summer
It’s way too hot for comfort
The sun shakes you awake every morning
And boredom is a guest I don’t want in my home
I hate comedies
The movie needs a story
A deep meaning
Not an hour and a half of stupidity
I hate the overrated rainbow
All the bright colors that spread across the sky
The grey skies are what make the rain beautiful
I’m scared of lively, hyper dogs
Big dogs that jump on me
I want to get as far away as possible when I see one
Like crawl into a corner in the neighbor’s house
You see
There is peace in the things I love
And chaos in the things I hate

Allison Muncy is a senior. She enjoys writing poetry, watching marvel movies and hanging out with Jarom. She is looking forward to producing poems each week and to have a place people can go to for help.
You can contact her at [email protected]
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