I hate the way you talk to me...
You just seem to be so carefree, not thinking about any consequence, not thinking about how it affects the people around you. How it affects me as a whole. You just....
The way you flirt with me, the way every Spanish word that trails from your mouth makes me erupt into bliss.
Your speeches are captivating even if I complain that you're boring. I hate it how you call me names like Keithy-boy and how you roll your r's when you say princess.
The way you say every syllable of my name like it'll be the last time you say it.
I hate it,
I hate it all.