I hate you.
When I get on the bus every morning and see you sitting there
I want to punch you in the face.
Sometimes we say hi and sometimes we don't.
I hate how you act around your friends
When I see you in the cafeteria with them
And two of them intercept me on my way to the trash can
I try to ignore them making fun of my make up.
"Why are your eyes black? It looks weird"
"It's eyeliner."
"It looks like you messed up."
"It looks like your mom messed up on you."
Walking away, you don't notice at all.
I know they're freshmen and I shouldn't let it bother me
And it doesn't but the fact that you don't seem to relish the fact that we're dating does bother me.
A lot.
I hate you so much.
You skip out on our dates and anime is always more important than me on the hour long bus ride home.
I hate how you know things about me that no one else does
I hate how I don't even have to tell you, you just figure it out somehow
But I really like you as well
You asked me three times what our relationship status was the day I asked you to prom and it was super cute.
I still get super happy when you text me meaningless things like if you're staying after school or not.
I like holding your hands before your art class.
I like making the teachers wonder about us.
I like making everyone wonder about us.
I like how we can sit and talk about random things.
I like how I can mostly be myself around you
I like how you know things about me that no one else does
And I don't even have to tell you, you just figure it out
I like how we have similar music taste
I like how you make me feel when it's just me and you
But most of all, I like you for being you.
I also hate you for being you.
And I don't know how to fix us.