Sometimes I get a feeling in the pit of my stomach whenever I see your face. It is a horrible feeling that they call desire. I can speak on my part and say that when I feel desire towards you it makes me hate myself. It makes me hate myself because I hate everything about you. I hate the way you make me feel. I hate your crystal blue eyes. I hate your words you spoke to me on those late July nights. I hate the way you act when your around your friends. I hate the way you try to hate the world to all means end. The thing I probably hate the most about you though is that I can never hate you. I will never be able to hate you because I love you. I love every, perfect imperfection about you. Because they are what make you, you.