Please don't get me wrong.
I don't really love you,
Not even like you at the very least, I usually hate you very much.
I hate the way you tease me,
The way you smile when I get super irritated,
The way you laugh at everything I say and do,
I hate it when you don't appear at times when I expect you to., and when I look for you.
I hate it when you're effortlessly so good at everything,
When you set anything into motion with your little words,
I hate it when you suddenly move so close to me. When you make my heartbeat so fast.
I hate everything about you,
I hate it when you become serious.,
When you look at me with your soulful eyes,
And so easily takes my breath away.
I hate it when you say "please, don't go." when I say I really, really have to go.
I hate it when you don't look at me the entire day.
I hate it even more when you're away.
I hate to admit the fact that I feel lonely without you.
It's as if I'm not complete.
I know I'm dumb,
But I didn't expect my dumbness to go this far.
I can't believe, I fell inlove with the person I hate the most.