Opposites
I meant every word of it, you know.
Even on the day I met you, I knew it was true. Some people think it’s cliche, but I don’t mind. I don’t really mind much of anything you do. It could never let me down. You could never disappoint me. When you looked at me, I saw a fire in your eyes. It wasn’t a little flame... It felt fierce. You felt fierce. And thats when I knew it, right then.
That day, after you shook my hand and I turned away, I made up my mind right then to tell you. And I’m sorry it waited so long, and I’m sorry it felt pushed aside. But the last thing I wanted to do was rush. I wanted to savor this, because I knew... That minute I made up my mind, I knew it was something that had to be perfect and I knew it had to be just like you, to feel like you, to be fierce and stealing a piece of you with what I said.
And when we met again and again I could barely hold myself back, but I knew this would be worth a little suffering. Because when I saw your smile it reminded me of all the things I had to look forward to... of all the things you would say and do and feel. And I hope they’re what I’m expecting, because I don’t think I would be able to see you act for me one more time. So here it is... and I find it amazing that three little words could make my heart beat faster, but they do. Every time I see you, I feel it. My heart, my temperature, my self. I feel different around you. I hope it turns your life around. I hope you know what I feel. I hope you feel this fire I’m spitting.
I Hate You.
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This isn't about anyone, i promise. Completely random, not inspiration from anywhere save the Chucky P quote. Just something for fun.
Even on the day I met you, I knew it was true. Some people think it’s cliche, but I don’t mind. I don’t really mind much of anything you do. It could never let me down. You could never disappoint me. When you looked at me, I saw a fire in your eyes. It wasn’t a little flame... It felt fierce. You felt fierce. And thats when I knew it, right then.
That day, after you shook my hand and I turned away, I made up my mind right then to tell you. And I’m sorry it waited so long, and I’m sorry it felt pushed aside. But the last thing I wanted to do was rush. I wanted to savor this, because I knew... That minute I made up my mind, I knew it was something that had to be perfect and I knew it had to be just like you, to feel like you, to be fierce and stealing a piece of you with what I said.
And when we met again and again I could barely hold myself back, but I knew this would be worth a little suffering. Because when I saw your smile it reminded me of all the things I had to look forward to... of all the things you would say and do and feel. And I hope they’re what I’m expecting, because I don’t think I would be able to see you act for me one more time. So here it is... and I find it amazing that three little words could make my heart beat faster, but they do. Every time I see you, I feel it. My heart, my temperature, my self. I feel different around you. I hope it turns your life around. I hope you know what I feel. I hope you feel this fire I’m spitting.
I Hate You.
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This isn't about anyone, i promise. Completely random, not inspiration from anywhere save the Chucky P quote. Just something for fun.