It started with smiles

He was someone I no

Somehow I became his girlfriend

Everything was sunshine

He made me feel like his

Own African Queen

He remembered my birthday

And also brought me a gift

He wanted my time

but can’t give me his

For every misunderstanding

We had, and I was blamed for it

How did sunshine become rain

Somehow I still love him

The truth is that

I hate him; I love him

I hate that I love him.