I hate him.
I hate his perfect eyes,
his perfect nose,
his perfect hair.
He makes me angry.
It's unbearable, that
stupid smooth voice.
I hate him.
I hate him.
It's not fair.
I hate that I love him
but I can never have him,
so I hate him.
- Author: Caroline Elizabeth (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 25th, 2018 10:34
- Category: Love
- Views: 11
Comments1
The line between love and hate can be a fine one.
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