I hate every little thing about him,
But I'm drawn to him in a way no one can deny.
He sees me for what I am,
And I see him for what he is,
And we are both horrible
In the most beautiful way,

And I don't want to say
Something like opposites attract
Because it is overused and has lost its meaning,
The very definition of cliché,
But for some reason
This is the phrase that represents us best.

We are complete and total opposites,
And I hate the things he says
And the things he does.
I kind of wish I could punch him in the face,
And maybe someday I will,
But for now I must be content
With saying I love him.
With every essence of my being,
I love him.

God knows why,
And maybe God doesn't even know why.
I sure don't.
But maybe that's what's beautiful about us,
Him and me.

It's just that fact
That neither one of us knows why
When I look into his eyes,
I can't help but feel my face burn with passion,
Burn with hatred,

And maybe that's what love is.
You hate someone so much it makes you crazy,
And the only way to be sane
Is to get back at him in the best way
To make him fall in love with you,
And you with him.

The only way to calm the hatred
Is to **** it, after all.

Though it never truly dies.
It's always there,
That burning feeling
Of him just under your skin,
And maybe that is the phrase's true meaning.
It's not the annoyance we all take it to be,
But that burning sensation
I feel when he turns his hazel eyes to me,

And now I know,
Without a doubt,
That no matter how much I hate him,
I will always and forever more
Love him and everything he is.

m.c.c.

They say the day the Earth stood Still;
the Heavens split in two.
And then He walked among the Land -
and then He created You.

But in Dark another lies in wait;
His vengeance soon to be.
Patience is His greatest Power;
His greatest Creation - Me.

What if angels had tails, and demons had halos?
What if ponds were deep, and oceans were shallow?
What if the sky was green, and the ocean was blue?
What if i was in love with you?

Let me tell you about the story
Of the sun and the moon
And how they both thought
Their love was surely doomed
They were much too different
They were worlds apart
And so they feared one day
They’d lose the other’s heart
The sun was warm and friendly
Looking down on the world
Where everyone was happy
But the moon was filled with fright
As each eve she bore witness
To the grave sorrows of the night
And as another day passed
And turned over to the evening
The lovers passed each other
They knew something was changing
They thought, surely this was it
Their love-filled days were over

Yet as they grazed past the other
They only felt so much stronger
And from then on they knew they’d be alright
Their doubts forever gone
As soon enough the lovers realized
They had always been wrong
They thought their love was weak
Because they were so different
But really their love was stronger
Than absolutely anything else
As it was what kept them together
Even though they were nothing alike
So forever they remained peaceful
Finding comfort in each other’s light
And never again did they doubt
If the love they shared was right