I hate how you smile at the end of the day;
I detest how I love to see you enter a room;
I loath how you know exactly what to say;
I hate how you spin me around a ballroom;
And I hate that I love you more and more each day
- Authors: MinaH
- Visible: All lines
- Published: May 6th, 2025 21:50
- Limit: 12 stanzas
- Invited: Public (any user can participate)
- Comment from author about the poem: Yeah, go for it
- Category: Unclassified
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