i hate you.
i hate you.
i hate you with every fiber of my being.
i hate that i blush whenever we talk or whenever you even look at me.
i hate that i try to be cool around you.
i hate that i'm not myself or maybe i am around you.
i hate that you cut your hair.
i hate that my friend likes you.
but most of all, i hate that i don't hate you.
please, let me go.
i can't like you.
i'm not allowed to.
i don't want to like you.
