Love,
Is how I want to feel for you.
To be able to know what it's like.
To have someone so close it's not scary.
Having you there,
holding my hand.
Telling me each night that you love me,
Would feel so right.

Loathe,
Is the way I feel about you.
With every word,
every action.
You act like a little boy,
just brings more friction.
Everytime I say something to you.
You have to act immature.
Now I'm running,
As fast I can.
To get away from you.
And all this pain.
I want to love you, but all I feel is hate and anger.
I loathe the way you are.
 
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