My inability to hate you;
just makes me wants to hate you a little bit more.
To have the ability to snap my fingers,
and poof, get the courage to kick you out the door.
To never see that stupid grin,
or to base my emotions on your whims.
But here I am time and time again,
fighting to be your friend.
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