Ten Things I Hate About You

I hate the way you tickle me with your kisses,

and the way you keep your hair.

I hate the way you provoke my thoughts,

I hate it when you refuse to be fair.

I hate the way you make me tick

and the way you always read my mind.

I hate you so much, it makes me sick,

hell, it even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you're always right,

And I hate it when you sigh.

I hate it when my stomach flutters,

and the countless times you get me high.

I hate it when you are not around

or when missing you drives me up the wall

But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you,

not even close

not even a little bit

not even at all.