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I tell her I hate you as if it's wishing Good morning or good night or a hie or a bye
I tell her I hate you right after I wake up until m dead with my phone in my hand with her texting awaiting my response
I tell her I hate you when in the best moods or the worst
I tell her about the crush that just happened a min ago
I tell her about the boy who was my crush a second ago

I cry to her about my fallen ice cream
I cry to her about the finished maggie packets
I cry to her about the 1cm increase in the muscle fat of my arm
I cry to her about the boy not proposing the girl on the screen
I cry to her about not receiving a text from the only person I want to slap because he just kept me on read
I cry to her about my cravings for cake, maggie, tea, chocolates
I cry to her about not able to draw the perfect eyes of my crush 
I cry to her about mom not listening to me
I cry to her about dad asking me to get married

I plan dates with her
Where I want to cook the best omelettes
The best Maggie
The perfect pizza 
The perfect tea
Present her the newspaper roses I just made when she was in shower
Sprinkle it with my deo
So that she has me all the time
In the air and in the arms
I want to go on long walks and long drives
Count the invisible stars
Hold the invisible fast paced wind and call it our home
I want to tell her I am there for her too
Because she never fails to be there for me
I want to see her by her first love and her last and may be the in betweens too

I want to be there when she cries just to tell her this ll pass and she looks more adorable with red angry cheeks and twinkling eye lashes wet with her tears and the red tip of her nose like the cherry on the cake

I told her I hate you a min ago
I will tell her again tomorrow

But can I tell her I wish she was my boyfriend
Because they ask me if am straight
When they see me saying I hate you to her
(note : it's my version of saying love)
Because sometimes I really wish to elope with her to far away lands
And build a home around her
With a forever boyfriend


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