I want to brush his hair,

for I love him

I want to shoot him in the head,

for I hate him

I love his smile,

for I love him

I hate his attitude,

for I hate him

I need to kiss him,

for I love him

I need to slap him,

for I hate him

I know his looks,

for I love him

I know his heart,

for I hate him

I like his body,

for I love him

I dislike his words,

for I hate him