In seek of treasure

Sometimes I wish I could hate you,
I wish I would not care;
To love to hate,
to hate to love,
which is worse,
Oh please do share.

As time ticks by,
the waves of the sea ebb away,
but memories, woe,
they do not go;
They stick to you,
and away they will not flow.

A simple form of encouragement,
an acknowledgement in kind.
Are they so hard to mutter,
or didn't it cross your mind.

I laugh at this spiral;
I've entered it again,
laugh with me you people,
give me strength within this pain.

Always seeking,
never finding;
I think I need another treasure map,
I need to find myself,
to find you,
and to find You.