I hate how I feel because of his touch
I hate how he talks
I hate the way he walks
I hate how he makes me smile
I hate how he makes me wanna travel miles
I hate how he looks so amazing
I hate how he increases my craving
I hate it when he is sweet
I hate it when he offers me a seat
I hate it how he is always so calm
I hate how he stops me from self harm
I hate him so much, I hate all of him
I hate how he used to cater to all my whim
I hate him, there is nothing more to it
Then why does he make me happy every little bit?
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