I hate.. I love
I hate how i smile when i think of you
I love how you hold me tight
I hate how you tickle me until i cry
I love how you wipe my tears and the way you say goodnight
I hate how you always forget my birthday
I love how you do random sweet things for me
I hate how you hide from me and hide
I love how you grab my rear and pull me near
I hate how you look at her
I love how you make love to me
I hate how im just your tool!
Yet i love being with you
poem by Amber Mull
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