Sometimes, I hate
That I love him.
He is maddening.
His eyes remind me
Of caramel.
But that’s not the point.
He’s maddeningly
Arrogant.
And suave.
He doesn’t speak to me.
Just stands
And smirks
And stares.
He’s profoundly…
Irritating.
Yes. That’s it;
Irritating.
His eyes remind me
Of caramel.
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 1:44 PM UTC
Sometimes, I hate
That I love him.
He is maddening.
His eyes remind me
Of caramel.
But that’s not the point.
He’s maddeningly
Arrogant.
And suave.
He doesn’t speak to me.
Just stands
And smirks
And stares.
He’s profoundly…
Irritating.
Yes. That’s it;
Irritating.
His eyes remind me
Of caramel.
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