The jerk,
The sweetheart,
the guy who'd catch me,
when i'd fall,
my something,
my everything,
my nothing at all,
my friend,
a stranger in the street,
an acquaintance,
or nervous crush,
staring at his feet,
I love you,
i hate you,
Guardian angel through the night,
My enemy,
my baby,
telling me 'its alright'
so god damn frustrating,
so schizophrenic,
but i swear to god,
i couldn't change a thing
(:
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I would like to translate this poem