What I Hate About You

I hate lying like that:

I hate that you are with me,

I hate your eyes so bright and browns.

And the way you look at me,

I hate the way you make me so happy,

And the ways you show you care,

I hate the way you say, “I Like You”,

And the way you’re always here.

I hate the way you touch me,

Always sending chills down my spine,

I hate the way you kiss me,

And glad that you are only mine...

Krol Rice