We have the same friends, same inside jokes, same things to laugh about, share the same memories, and have the best times with each other, so why do we say we hate each other? the truth is ... I love you.
Always there is a easy and hard. A better and a worse. Running is easy. Running from the person you work for ? Without a doubt hard. I guess I'll just have to say the truth. Even if I have to say it to myself. I love you boss-even if you don't . I understand why. I hurt you for the better. The worse? You hate me. But I should have know that was the least of our problems.