I love how you have to have the same thing for lunch everyday.

    I love how you need to have everyone repeat what they say.

    I love how you smile at someone who is seething mad.

    I love how you comfort someone when they are sad.

    I hate how you put on more lipgloss even though you already have too much on.

    I hate how you think your so cool when people just wish you were gone.

    I hate how you always stare at me in class.

    I hate how you think this ignorance will pass.

    I love how you look when you walk down the hall.

    I love how when I give you my number you never call.

    I love how I have to wait to end this pain.

    I love how you like to walk in the rain.

    I hate how you always write my name on your paper.

    I hate how when you breathe out it turns to vapor.

    I hate how you twirl your hair till it begins to hurt.

    I hate how you always try to flirt.

    I love how you roll your eyes when you see me looking at you.

    I love how you believe that everything I say isn't true.

    I love how you think I'm way over that fact.

    I love how you think this thing is one big act.

    I hate how you pray to God at every lunch time.

    I hate how you believe that someday you'll be mine.

    I hate that you don't realize I don't hate you.

    I hate that you won't ever believe it's the truth.

    But no matter who hates and no matter who loves.

    Both arms will always open like a doves.

    And let in the one they will always cover.

    And that they both have always loved each other.