I knew a sad boy

I knew a sad boy who came to me and said: 

Ah she is repelled by  me - she detest me. But she thinks not of me so how can that be hate? It is apathy which is worse than hostility. But it is not even that. It is an outright abomination. An humiliating pity. Life is life which gives sour medicine - I desire to laugh and thrust it off for I will not be hung up on a woman’s amen. Goodbye my love, you were only my love in my head - goodbye my grief-stricken song I will sing you no more.

K.Oni