I hate how much I love you.
I hate how much I care.
I hate how long I've lived my life.
Wishing you were there.
I hate it when you're in my reach.
But I'm too scared to say, hello.
And when I look into your eyes.
There's no place else I'd rather go.
I hate the way you smile at me.
Like there's no other way.
And when you call and say my name.
You take my breath away.
I hate the way you make me feel.
Each time you touch me lightly.
And how I love each moment.
That you hold me tightly
But most of all...
I hate the way you said you love me.
And with everything you do.
You made me feel the same way.
You made me love you too.
Wow. Another nice piece. What a wonderful twist on hate. Love-n-it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good way of poetry this is