I love the way you laugh cheekily through your lungs like a young child visiting the park for the first time in Autumn
I hate the way you laugh squeakily through your intoxicated lungs like a misbehaved child harassing other children at the park in Winter
I love the way you walk with a spring of contentedness oblivious to the despair surrounding you
I hate the way you walk with a spring of arrogance not caring about anybody inferior
I love the way your dimples appear as storms as your smile spreads across your face resembling the ocean
I hate the way your crooked dimples attack your bitter teeth like daggers
I love the way you talk so passionately about nothing that matters at all, something so insignificant
I hate the way you talk so ignorantly about everything that doesn't matter in the slightest
I love the way you analyse things with such interrogation and adventure like the youth hunting for their Christmas presents early
I hate the way you over-analyse situations that are not linked to you in any way
I love you
I hate you
**I hate the way I really ******* love you**
May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 4:17 PM UTC
I love the way you laugh cheekily through your lungs like a young child visiting the park for the first time in Autumn
I hate the way you laugh squeakily through your intoxicated lungs like a misbehaved child harassing other children at the park in Winter
I love the way you walk with a spring of contentedness oblivious to the despair surrounding you
I hate the way you walk with a spring of arrogance not caring about anybody inferior
I love the way your dimples appear as storms as your smile spreads across your face resembling the ocean
I hate the way your crooked dimples attack your bitter teeth like daggers
I love the way you talk so passionately about nothing that matters at all, something so insignificant
I hate the way you talk so ignorantly about everything that doesn't matter in the slightest
I love the way you analyse things with such interrogation and adventure like the youth hunting for their Christmas presents early
I hate the way you over-analyse situations that are not linked to you in any way
I love you
I hate you
**I hate the way I really ******* love you**
