Ten Things I Hate About You

I hate the way you talk to me,
And the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots,
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick;
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate it, I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it that you're not around,
And the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you.
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

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I know this one's old but I like this poem. I can relate with this. It's difficult when you like someone. You try your hardest to find the faults in him just to block that confusing feeling. However, in the end you just realize that those things that you hate about him are the very things that you like about him. Despite all the pain that he brings you, it's still those things that makes you fall over and over again.

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Despite the hurt deep within
It’s still his smile I have seen

Yes, you still have that effect on me. I'm hurting deep within and yet I can't tell you how much it hurts. It pains me to listen to you talk about her. I hear the excitement in your voice when you mention her name. I see the gleam in your eyes and that hidden smile when you come face to face with her.

But why me? Why do this to me? Do you know that you are making things difficult for me? I'm trying my very best to let you go... but then when I think that I'm ready to do it you'd just make my resolve just crumble away. You wrap your arms around me and say sweet nothings. You cuddle up close to me and hold me as if it's just natural thing to do.

I know that you care for me, that you love me. I wonder if you really see me though. Yes, you love me... yes you do...the kind of love a brother would give to a sister... the kind of love a best friend would give.

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