I love the way you speak

I love the way you tease me

I love the way you make jokes

I love the way you answer math problems

I love the way you care about others more than yourself

I love the way you share about your beliefs

I love the way how intelligent you are

I love the way how you respect women

and I love every single idea of you.

But also I hate myself

For loving you with all of these things

I know, you didn't feel the same

I know, you didn't like me as much as I like you.

I hate the fact that I'm getting too attached again

With someone I can't have.

I hate myself that I still didn't learn

From what happened in the past.

This is how powerful love is

That you are "secretly" loving someone,

But hating yourself at the same time.

But after all, I'm starting to accept the reality

And I have to stop all of these stupid things,

Because you're still in the idea of

"We are just friends."