• I have to resist what my heart has spoken.
    A heart he has stolen,
    A heart he doesn't wish to have.
    Oh but how i want his touch even the simplest touch.
    A handshke,
    A hug,
    Annoying tickle.
    His words that i can not resist.
    To my ears he sounds like heaven.
    Forgotten already how much i hate him.
    If love feels as good as hate,
    then I want to hate him so much,
    more than anything in the world.
    Oh how i love to hate him.