I love the feeling of his warm fingertips
                                                      ­               She hates the feeling of his harsh and cold bruises
I crave one of his irresistable kisses on my lips
                                                            ­    She can't stand his bitter kisses filled with excuses
I need the warmth of his caring arms
                                                           She dislikes his strong unloving words
I wish we do not leave each others side for the school alarms
                                             She hates that he bullies kids like nerds
I envy his beautiful grey eyes
                                    She despises his blood shot eyes
I can't wait to see him
                              She can't wait to leave him while he wont care about her daily cries