Love, hate, despair, happiness.
Don't hold me back from him.
I'm usually anti-love, I confess.
But today, I want him, I need him.
You'll hate me till I'm over this,
But I think I love him.
Day after day, I dream of his kiss,
But love is only a whim
Anti-love is what you stand for,
Don't love anyone
It's what I believed before,
Before he pulled me in.
