I’m so sick of fights, I hate them. So here I am I’m trying, So here I am are you ready. Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you, always. Kiss you taste you all night, always.
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“What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you”
I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you’re always right,
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you’re not around,
and the fact that you didn’t call.
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you,
not even close…
not even a little bit…
not even at all.