I Hate You

I hate you. I really do. I hate the way you smile, the way your eyes sparkle in the light. I hate how I can never figure out the colour of your ever changing eyes. I hate how you look perfect, even after a hair cut. I hate how you say my name and how you talk to me all night. I hate that your the reason I can't sleep. I hate how your laugh makes me flustered. I hate how you make fun of me and how I make fun of you. I hate that you changed my music taste. I hate how you make me laugh. I hate how I miss you when you're away. I hate how my heart races when I talk to you. I hate how you don't know. I hate how you make me feel.

I Hate You.

Except I don't.

I Love You.

I love the way you smile, the way your eyes sparkle in the light I love how I can never figure out the colour of your ever changing eyes. I love how you look perfect, even after a hair cut. I love how you say my name and how you talk to me all night. I love that your the reason I can't sleep. I love how your laugh makes me flustered. I love how you make fun of me and how I make fun of you. I love that you changed my music taste. I love how you make me laugh. I love how I miss you when you're away. I love how my heart races when I talk to you. I love how you make me feel.

I hate that I love you.