What is this feelin inside of me?
Sometimes I love you most times I hate you
I can’t live with you, nor can I live without you.
Why is it I feel this way?
I long to spend time with you
Listen to your voice and hear you laugh
But is this what you call love?
Or is it merely just lust?
Can someone please tell me
Why I do the things I do
This love hate feelin is tearing me in two.
Does this mean that “I love you?”
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