I love the the way you like me I love the way you want me there I love the way you ask me I love the way you care I love the way your body moves I love the way you walk I love the way you say my name I even love the way you talk I love the way you look at me I love the way you feel I love evey slightest touch Because you make it seem so real I love the talent that you bare The way your voice can sing But mostly I love the waay you make me feel I love the happiness you bring But with everything I love Love isn't only what I feel Though I may love all these things I also hate the way you make me feel I sometimes hate the way you like me Or rather the way I think you don't I hate it when you never talk When, unless you want something, you won't I hate it when you look at me When you look into my eyes and smile Because it seems that something might be true I hate that the look is merely your style I hate the way you sing But only when you sing to me I hate the feelings it seems to show Because these feelings are only seen by me I hate the way you touch me When you hug me and won't let go I hate it because I don't want it to end But I try not to let those feelings show With everything I love of you I hate it all, and with some shame Because though I know that it may not be shared I still love you just the same By: Samantha Weaver
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