Roses are red,
Thorns are sharp,
My love for you is like a splinter,
It hurts,it bursts,leaves me feeling bitter.
It breaks me,it shakes me, a most silent killer.
It numbs me,disturbs me, annoys me like the cliches in a horror movie.
It takes me, violates me, so much I wish I could just hate you.
It keeps me, freaks me, it freaking kills me.
It stuns me,it burns me so much that I can't help but want you.
It scares me, it terrifies me so much I'm sure I'll never love.
Another person just as much -or in the way- as I love you.
This a late Birthday present for you Holly and the love I'm talking about is not romantic but sisterly love so don't get creeped out okaay.
Anyways the parts about me hating you I thought described aptly our relationship at the start in first year cause it was awkward like a splinter and just as annoying and there was times when we hurt each other, there still is but I'm glad we're friends and by now you're likes a sister to me.
P.S. Don't tell my sister I said that she get so jealous.

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No FicciónThe random things I've wrote throughout my 3 years at secondary school, bear with me cuz I've still got a long way to go. ;)