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.