I hate the fact that I want you
I hate the fact I love you
I hate the fact that I want to be with you
I hate the fact I want to see you.
After treating me mean and making me cry all the time I still want to be with you for the rest of my life.
Is this wrong of me?
Should I be feeling compelety different?
Are all couples like this?
Am I fool for even loving someone so cruel.
I don't blame God cause he didn't do nothing wrong at all.
I just want to be with someone who makes me happy and whose nice to me period.
But my heart wants a mean jerk.
Every time I try to move on my heart goes right back to him.
He always tells me he is going to change but he always does the same s*** but different days.
I don't know when I'm going to open my eyes and realize whats true love and whats not.
But for now I love the meanest guy around.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem