Call It What It Is
I hate that I like you, but love that I wanna be with you. What seemed to be so far is in distance, but close in heart. You hear my words, but don’t understand the true meaning. I hate that I like you, but love that I wanna be wit you. If I could have a wish it would be to have you near so that I could make you mine. You hear my words, but don’t understand my meaning. I’m screaming I’m saying, I’m writing I wanna be your man. Hold, care, listen, and be there when you need. Cry on my should let me wipe your eyes, your far in distance but close in heart. Its funny how I hate that I like you, but love that I wanna be with you. This something that seemed so forbidden, is indeed the fruit from the tree, but like Adam if it means we can be, I’d take a bite from the apple of that tree. I want you here, I want you near, baby if I could say it in another language I would let you know that quero tu donde yo soy. See in the end it all boils down to this I hate that I like you but I love that I wanna be with you. That if I could spend just one night with you here, I would hold it dear. I would begin to write the history of us. Start a legacy upon which this relationship would become. Cherish the seconds, moments, minutes, thy hours, spend it not talking of myself but listening to your words. If you caught me starin its only cuz I admire your beauty. I would hold ya hand in mine as I listen to your stories. Run my hands over the outline of your body, being gentle and soft. I would kiss your lips with passion, soft touches, and sweet pecks. At the end of the night as the sun is coming up and I’m still there with you in my arms, listening to your words, I will tell you that I’m beginning to think I truly love you, that it doesn’t matter that I hate that I like you, cuz I love that I wanna be with you.