“I hate the way that my love makes me fake indifference when your name is mentioned. I hate the way you make me break into a sweat, and talk too loud, and go red, I hate the way you run your hand through your hair, the way I always know where you're at, the way I wake up with your name on my lips, I hate that I have known you forever but that I never quite know you. I hate the way I always feel compelled to hate you when I love you. I hate that I can't be sure if u love me too”
