I hate you because you’re a bum, and you have a beautiful home. I hate you because you’re poor, and you’re rich. I hate you because you’re fat, and you’re skinny. I hate you because you won, and you lost.
You think about me though so do you really hate me? Hate is confusing, and it doesn’t make sense.
I love you because…
…..because you know none of that stuff matters.
Love isn’t confusing, it makes perfect sense.
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