You are better than the best for me,
and I'm kinda shy, so I sometimes
     walked away;
I hate the way you caught me
     staring at you,
I hate the way I looked around,
     but there's nothing I can do.

So, I wearing all my favorite gestures;
much more, I can't stop reading
     your mind:
perhaps, you're the only exception
     I include
for you are the one who turned back
     my smiles.

I hate the way I can make you laugh,
for some reasons, you might recognize
     I'm into you:
yet I hate it when most of the time,
     I hide,
so maybe you think every time
     I'm dumb and cold.

But most of all
I hate the way I don't hate hate you
not even a blink,
not even a sound,
not even a word I pronounced.