I kinda hate you
Because you’re what I’m missing.
You turned out the lights.
You had us lay on the floor.
Why would you do that?
Why would you cuddle into me
When you weren’t interested?
Don’t do that.
You remember every little detail,
Except that we never kissed.
How could you do that?
More than anyone else,
You are inside of me.
Now I don’t let anyone do that.
I kinda hate you
Because you’re what I’m missing.
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