I hate you. No. Not really. I hate how you can never talk to me and when you can it's not for very long and I hate how you make me so happy when you're there even though I know that as soon as you leave the happiness will be gone, I hate the way I just have to talk about you whenever anything connects to you, I guess what I'm saying is I hate that I love you, I hate that I fell in love with the one boy online whose parents don't want him to be in love, I hate all the little things that make me love you.
On that note, I love you. I love talking to you and  he way you make me feel and how even the thought of you can raise a smile to my face I love how you remained in love with me even though your parents don't want you to and they punish you, against all odds you still love me and I know you're the only person who would still love me, however badly I've treated you you came back and always tell me you love me, you remember me and keep going when everything in life tells you to quit, I love the way you still argue with me about how I'm better to you and how you love me more, I'm so lucky to even have met you, and somehow through crazy means I can't understand you love me and I just want to tell you I love you and even when I hate you I love all the things I hate I love you Daniel, Thunderclaw, whatever name you go by I love you.