I hate the way you talk to me. I hate the way you stare. I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate when you're not around. I hate it when you treat me like a damsel in distress. I hate the way you get my heart racing. I hate not knowing that you may never know my true feelings. But most of all I hate that I don't hate you, not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all. Sterek