To the people I have met,
To the people I'll meet.
To the people who love,
To the people who hate.
To the people who are like me,
To the people who are different from me.
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"-I hate you so much!- I scream at the top of my lungs.
Instead of screaming back, he comes closer, puts one hand on my hip and the other hand on my cheek, and says:
-Oh, but baby, you can't hate me, we are meant to be."